Not to be outdone, this pack of forty-somethings were up at the crack of dawn Saturday for some fishing on St. Clair. We didn't slay them but the old saying of "the worst day fishing is better than the best day of work" applies here.
Trail Head
the motley crew at Pine Knob |
early on St. Clair |
Doke and Jim heading south |
the gods weren't shining on the fish |