the serenity was only disrupted by the danged bald eagles cruising the skies and landing in the big pines along shore.
First off, Collin got a hit on his Spiderman rig too strong for him to hold onto, so I assisted.
A friend had mentioned fishing the drop-offs for white perch, so we went armed with worms. The fishing became very good as the sun dropped; it was hard to quit.
Now, there's a keeper!
We kept the decent sized perch (10.5-12 inches), which I filleted that night. There must be a High Life commercial about cleaning the catch... Cagey?
Heavens, they're tasty! Only hitch is the state gov has a consumption advisory on most species of warm water fish, so we end up sneaking in a couple tilapia fillets for the kids.
The perch came fast -- you could hardly keep a line in the water. Great fun for kids of all ages.