Those few hours are seared into my brain as the best day of fishing I've ever had. I'll never forget it and I've told my kids and wife and anyone else about it so many times that when I do get old and the memory starts to go, I'll be able to have them retell me the story in all it's splendor. I've had several situations where I've been called crazy, stupid, and/or maniacal for fishing in freezing temps. Each time I proudly, chest out with wide toothy grin, pulled out the old iPhone and shown the pix from that morning culminating with the 6.13. I've made many jaws drop with the picture of your smalljaw. The best was that things were kind of stacked up against us that day: kind of a late start, clogged pee-hole, -3degrees, and a time-limit so I could get home to the family. Despite all that, the greatest few hours of smallie fishing ever. You know it's bad when we're barely into spring post spawn and i'm already looking forward to December.Originally Posted by elnutsmalljaws
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