This past weekend was the annual Jacob fishing trip in northern Wisconsin. We fished Little Arbor Vitae lake. Uncle Ronnie taking a brake from traditional fishing to use a motorized boat with a small
bobber and hook attached to it. I didn't think there was a chance in the world that he would catch anything with it.
Here his is taking it on its
maiden voyage. The boat had some power to it.
Driving past a weed bed about 15 feet from the dock.
Believe it or not he caught a fish on his first attempt. Granted, I think my big toe is bigger than this fish, but a fish is a fish.
Eric decided to use my pole and lure a make one last cast from the dock before going into town for dinner. He threw it at the same weed bed where Ronnie had just caught his little blue gill. The fish swirled the water about a half sec before the lure landed. The pike took the lure almost on the surface of the water. He caught this northern pike, one of the bigger fish of the weekend.
Two fairly large crappie that we got on the last night, after the sun had gone down. I caught 3 fish in the last 30 minutes, which brought my total for the weekend to 5. It was a very slow fishing weekend. We didn't see anyone catching much. We had a good time anyway.
Our last night there we at a dinner club that was full of stuff animals. Here is Bucky Badger.
A raccoon drinking a cold refreshing Miller Light
A
porcupine
The fellas halfway home from our weekend. From left to right, Eric, Brian, Bob, Ronnie, and Gary.
I got in the last picture, just to prove I was there since I didn't have any fish to bring home for evidence.
This past weekend was the annual Jacob fishing trip in northern Wisconsin. We fished Little Arbor Vitae lake. Uncle Ronnie taking a brake from traditional fishing to use a motorized boat with a small bobber and hook attached to it. I didn't think there was a chance in the world that he would catch anything with it. 
Here his is taking it on its maiden voyage. The boat had some power to it.
Driving past a weed bed about 15 feet from the dock.
Believe it or not he caught a fish on his first attempt. Granted, I think my big toe is bigger than this fish, but a fish is a fish.
Eric decided to use my pole and lure a make one last cast from the dock before going into town for dinner. He threw it at the same weed bed where Ronnie had just caught his little blue gill. The fish swirled the water about a half sec before the lure landed. The pike took the lure almost on the surface of the water. He caught this northern pike, one of the bigger fish of the weekend.
Two fairly large crappie that we got on the last night, after the sun had gone down. I caught 3 fish in the last 30 minutes, which brought my total for the weekend to 5. It was a very slow fishing weekend. We didn't see anyone catching much. We had a good time anyway.
Our last night there we at a dinner club that was full of stuff animals. Here is Bucky Badger.
A raccoon drinking a cold refreshing Miller Light
A porcupine
The fellas halfway home from our weekend. From left to right, Eric, Brian, Bob, Ronnie, and Gary.
I got in the last picture, just to prove I was there since I didn't have any fish to bring home for evidence.
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