When I used to be a kid my pa would take me ice fishing with him and his chums. I remember terribly obviously the 1st time he took me out on the ice. I remember being troubled as the 1st 'POP. But then, I took one look at my dad and all of my fears where dispelled. Once within the ice cabin we lit the tiny heater in the corner and my pop went over some of the safety rules with me. After the 1st talk on safety, the wooden plank which covered the four foot long by two foot wide hole in the ice was removed. One look into the murky darkness below and I became the poster boy for ice fishing safety. My dad went over the fundamentals with me and then showed me how to correctly drop the line and the way to watch it for a bite from the fish. I regularly think back on this story when I am in a position to guide men. For crappies, employ a Swedish Zit jiggling spoon, Rapala ice fishing plug or live tiddlers fished on No
Trout shoal areas, the mouths of inlets, and points have produced the most rainbows, browns and brookies thru the ice.

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