Another somewhat dubious adventure in winter is Ice Fishing. When the ice is thick and the snow is no good for sledding, skiing, snow-shoeing, or anything else, ice fishing is the perfect choice. I’m no expert in ice fishing so I recruited my two assistants, Ben, Alex and my Dad. Mostly for their willingness to go out and play in the snow. There are tons of lakes, ponds and puddles here in New Hampshire, most hold lots of trout, perch, pickerel, and other fish willing to bite at something in the dead of winter. We chose Lake Chocorua for its short drive and in the spring and summer there’s usually lots of fish to catch. We were sadly mistaken, we had a great day out but caught nothing but soggy gloves and boots. The highlight was definitely the chopping holes, and straining the ice chunks out. Ben was the self-appointed strainer. Alex took on teh task of building a wall of snow to block the wind that blew steady out of the north. By the end of the afternoon we had a pretty sweet set-up going on out on the lake. Even with all that dedicated hard work, we ended up going home fishless.
Joe,
love the pictures but i bet it was cold and too much snow for us. Ben need to get bigger bait and Alex a bigger ice scoop! So i herd you had the best job taking pictures and Dad dug all the holes. Good Job! put him to work for all the hours we put in the garden.
Love
Rick, Christy, AJ, Ashliegh and Mom