Jack and I headed north for the annual May fishing trip. Amazing how it was evolved over the years. But I still love to go, and Jack is eager too, so off we went.
Beautiful first two days, POURED all day long the last, but we got in to the northern pike! Still, we landed 106 pike in 2.5 days of fishing, 11 of which were between 22 and 27 inches!
The only mistake I made was pointing out to Jack the first day that I thought a Mepps spinner might be a good choice!
Stayed again with our friends at French River Lodge. Always glad to be back up there!