Last night son Mike and I stopped at a Stevens Point bait shop and bought half a dozen musky suckers. He and his boy Casey and I are heading out to a small lake in a nearby county (even son Mike won't tell Pa the name of it for fear Pa will share it on L-L) to spend a day soaking suckers, telling hunting/fishing stories that we've all heard dozens of times already) and just generally enjoying the day.
Those two will be the real fishermen. I'll be soaking a wacky-rigged plastic worm while gladly enjoying keeping the boat positioned with the trolling motor. Hopefully I'll have a picture of two to share. Especially hoping that Casey'll catch his first musky.