Under partly sunny skies on a crisp October Saturday afternoon, we took off to the water in hopes of catching that elusive Dunham Lake whopper. All in all, the weather wasn't too bad as the northerly winds eventually died down as we evolved into evening. I thought I had the biggest catch of the day with a nice smallmouth bass until Greg, possibly inspired by his Toledo Mud Hen glass, took honors for the evening with a 19 inch or so green fish. He was on top of his game throughout the evening with some outstanding "dancing" in Al's garage; using all artifacts within his reach to show off his prowess.Thanks to the Crouse family for being outstanding hosts in their new digs on the north side of Dunham. A great place you have there.
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