Warm summer days left us yesterday. I don't know exactly what happened but yesterday was not fun along Gunflint Lake. The temperatures were not so cold but there was a cold east wind. Bruce went fishing with Nick, Tanner and Keean. Zach and I stayed home.
For 6 years old Zach is a pretty tough little guy. He had decided that today he wanted to play at the beach. There I was sitting on a lawn chair watching him in the early afternoon. He had on a pair of swimming trunks and a t-shirt. I had a jacket and put his towel across my legs and was still freezing. Zach was running around building his sand castle and running in and out of the water.
Zach lasted about an hour on the beach. All the time he was building, dancing and singing to himself. When we got home, even he was cold. We put a small fire in the fireplace to warm him up.
Meanwhile on the lake the guys were getting 10 or 12 bass. The big catch was Tanner's northern. It weighed in at about 8 pounds. Bruce filleted it and took out the "Y" bones from the middle of each fillet. Combined with the two bass that came home, it's enough for a nice fish dinner.
Fresh fish is one of the joys of living on the lake. By March I look at any fish left in the freezer (not too many) and decide I can't face frozen fish. So we wait until the season opens. A catch like yesterday's is just perfect for all of us.