Winter is always a tough time and moving into an ancient house doesn’t help. Between oil pumps exploding in flames and a stray cat that won’t stop pissing in my garage I can almost forget how long it’s been since the last time I felt the tug. Did I mention how hard it is to find clients? Yeah guiding season is over in my neck of the woods, and it won’t be back for a good long while. Aside from being broke and in constant battle with my house winter isn’t all doom and gloom. There are flies to be tied, the occasional frozen river trip to go after those fatties that just won’t quit, and the hard water season is almost here.
For those of who grew up with ice there exists a Hidden knowledge about ice fishing. It’s a chore without something to warm you up! And while scientists and the myth busters won’t stop telling me it’s actually making me colder I will continue to indulge. Now spare me the rants about safety and etiquette because quite frankly, I don’t give a damn! If I’m gonna sit in a lawn chair in snow pants waiting for a little flag to pop up, I’m gonna drink. It’s just the fact of the matter. Now don’t get the impression that im throwing a kegger on the ice. Let me try to explain where im coming from.
Some people go all out with their bob houses and snow mobiles, and for the larger lakes it makes sense. That being said however, I don’t fish the big water. See there just isn’t much sport in ice fishing, so why make it harder on yourself? Even at it’s best your just jigging through a hole in the ice. People bring out all kinds of techno toys and crazy baits but the fact remains, your just dangling stuff down a hole. That doesn’t mean it’s boring, it’s just not what I would consider the most fulfilling pursuit. So don’t give me a hard time about drinking on the ice in my fold out chair or racing my buddies to the flag because for those days out on the ice, it’s a welcome relief from the cold realities of winter, and a nice break from the fishing withdrawal we all suffer.
By Ian Doig