Ice fishing poem For the festive season
Thursday, November 29th, 2007Our Outdoors: ‘Twas the night before first ice
By Nick Simonson
‘Twas the night before first ice, and all through the lake,
Not a fish had been stirring, not even a splake.
The buckets were filled with my rods and my tackle,
In hopes that the perch would like jigs trimmed with hackle.
The tip-ups were strung with nylon and leaders,
To […]