February 20, 2010
I got an email a couple of days ago.
It was an invitation. An invitation to go to the lake. To fish. On the lake. Lake Vermilion. On a Friday afternoon. 20 degrees above zero. Sunny skies. No wind. A quiet and isolated bay with no other fisherpeople in sight.
We caught fish. Nice fish. Nice Walleyes. On the lake. Lake Vermilion.
If you get an invite to go fish. Go. To the lake. To fish. I recommend Lake Vermilion.
You, too, will be thankful for the invitation.
The invitation to fish.