We were looking to avoid the bad luck of this Friday the 13th. The am skies were less threatening and after some pancakes we hit the water in search of waldos. We located fish by throwing diving crankbaits, anchored and then broke out the leeches and slip bobbers. Luck was with us as we caught about a dozen small walleye (all 14-18”) and kept a few for dinner. We caught just as many smallies and boated a half dozen pike to boot. We also had front row seats as an eagle swooped in to grab some dinner. It was a pretty amazing sight! This particular bald seemed to be monitoring our fishing success-waiting for a released fish to go belly up.

By early afternoon the skies were looking less friendly though and we raced back to camp-just in time as it would turn out. I got the fish cleaned and Shady readied a fire to cook our foil lemon pepper walleye. We huddled under the tarp with our tasty dinner and endured about 4 hours of heavy rain. The weather gave us plenty of time to get further acquainted. As luck (word of the day) would have it (not!) the rain seemed to wake the mosquitoes. From here on out they were fierce. We did our best to smoke out the skeeters with a nice campfire before turning in.