Grandpa’s Gills

This shot was taken sometime in the early 1940’s near Alexandria, MN. My grandpa taught me how to fish, and loved to eat fish like I do. That said, our fisheries are alot different than they were in that day and age, requiring conservation measures to keep more gills like that around. Every-time I see it I’m reminded of what big gills really are, and what we can have if we limit our kill of trophy male bluegill.