Return of Super Bowl Ice Fishing

While it wasn't the same as Super Bowl Sunday morning ice fishing days of the past with my fellow downstate brethren sipping Old Crow, telling bad jokes, watching house dogs run for the hills, doing snow angels, ice grilling, arranging prop bets, hanging and hurling before noon, but it was ice fishing still the same as there was no ice to speak of the past two Super Bowls. 

I stayed north and was the lone party on Betsie Bay after quite a bit of activity out there on previous weekends. Walking on top of a 10 inch snow base was a workout but got through it. My fishing story is you should have seen the perch I caught last weekend as nothing to speak of today. My downstate peeps advise of a few pike on Dunham but none worthy of the cameras.

Trail Head