Thursday, August 10, 2006 Today was a moving day. We headed south on the Little Indian Sioux River. The area was full of grass and we fished the whole day. We got to the devils cascade around 1. There is a campsite on the very top with cliffs going down the side. It was quite a change from being on the water everyday, but it was too nice to pass up. We got camp set up and headed back down to wet our line. It was at this time that I did one of my stupider acts. While talking and fishing I had inadvertently thrown my lure across the lake and into a tree. I wish that I could say I just barely caught it, but no this lure was 25 feet up in a tree on the opposite side. With the boats already portaged over, I decided that a good jerk was my only option. That lure barely touched the tree. I just started to get my head turned when the large crawfish with 2 treble hooks caught me in the cheek. Luckily I didn't even get a black eye. Instead I just got a piece of jewelry hanging from my cheek. Obviously this did not sit will with me or my cousin who was fishing near me. After attempting this trick I had once seen where you pull the curve with fishing line while disengaging the barb. A few tugs later I realized that I was doing something wrong. That being said I did not think this was the time to experiment with different methods. We decided to push it through and mash the barb down. That was actually easier than it sounds. I have no idea what the older couple that came by the portage thought about 2 guys standing cheek to cheek and with serious concentration. The final night was spent finishing off the tequila and the box of wine. Wine is now my drink of choice on a trip like this. The bag gets smaller and a red taste good warm.