Some of Lake Wingra's First Ice Fishing of the Season
The sun has already set, and they're still running out there. It looks solid, but I'm not sure I'm quite ready to trust it yet. But then, I'm not an ice fisherman. I'm not going to risk falling through the ice for the pleasure of sitting for hours in icy solitude, alone with my thoughts and the possibility of occasionally encountering a fish that wonders what that funny little hole in the ice is.
Some of Lake Wingra's First Ice Fishing of the Season
The sun has already set, and they're still running out there. It looks solid, but I'm not sure I'm quite ready to trust it yet. But then, I'm not an ice fisherman. I'm not going to risk falling through the ice for the pleasure of sitting for hours in icy solitude, alone with my thoughts and the possibility of occasionally encountering a fish that wonders what that funny little hole in the ice is.