Sitting on a frozen lake, staring at a hole in the ice is not my idea of fishing. Give me a warm summer day, a nice stable boat, tall glass of lemonade and the Tigers game on the radio – now that’s my idea of fishing. Although I will admit I haven’t caught many fish.
But since I have a teenage son who is an avid fisherman and I was glad he still wanted his Mom to be involved in things he liked to do, I have tried to figure out what could possibly appeal to him about ice fishing. So, out we went, one cold February morning, I could hardly move with all the layers of clothes I had on and wondered if I would cut off the circulation in my legs if I sat too long! More
