So my buddy Loren convinces me that we have enough daylight to get an afternoon ice fishing trip in, and I agreed to the challenge. Once the final bell rang, I hopped into Bud's truck with his son and embarked for the trout pond. The temperature- mid 30's, foggy, little wind and actually pleasant.
A limit of six trout between the three of us was satisfied and I'm putting ice fishing on hold until I unleash the fury upon the landlocked salmon and lake trout of West Grand Lake. Countdown- 5 days!!!