Weekend bite on Mille Lacs was light
The one that got away became the one that we caught, all in a matter of two minutes Saturday night on Mille Lacs.
Just after midnight, the beautiful sound of a rattle wheel awoke my wife and me. My wife jumped out of bed and set the hook. There was nothing on the other end of the line. It was gone.
The missed opportunity was especially sad, as we had nothing but two perch to show for our 36 hours on the ice. Our chance at something good had come and gone.