Off topic, but enjoy that big rig Boomer, I just put all new exhaust on my W900 from the turbo back, stainless steel flex pipe and clamps, big new chrome exhaust elbows that bend up to hold a set of 8" miter cut straight stacks, I'm ready to go get a load man, the rumble of that 600 horse Cummins banging through 18 gears is something I've been missing.
Off topic, but enjoy that big rig Boomer, I just put all new exhaust on my W900 from the turbo back, stainless steel flex pipe and clamps, big new chrome exhaust elbows that bend up to hold a set of 8" miter cut straight stacks, I'm ready to go get a load man, the rumble of that 600 horse Cummins banging through 18 gears is something I've been missing.
Roll On!
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"I can't be canceled, because, I don't give a fuuck!" --- Kid Rock 2022
The fish were biting. Can't let a little weather get in the way of a good bite. We went out again last night. It was about the same temps, in the -30's. No wind so it wasn't to bad. Once you get the holes dug, the portable shelter up and the Big Buddy heater fired up it isn't to bad. After about a hour with the heater cranked full on it stayed around zero in the shelter. We spent most of the night with our coats and gloves off. It does get tough to tie on the little jigs with cold fingers. I like to use three-pound fluorocarbon line for perch and that stuff is thin and flexible. As soon as we had the shelter up and heater going I brought the cooler inside with us and everything was good. We caught our limit of 20 yellow perch each, we probably caught 40-45 each in 5 hours of fishing but we only kept the nicest ones. IMO winter caught Yellow Perch is the finest eating fish there is. I have enough fillets in the fridge and freezer to last a while now. I fried up one this morning for breakfast along with a couple eggs and fried taters. It was excellent and well worth the effort.
Music washes away the dust of everyday life Some people wait a lifetime to meet their favorite hunting and shooting buddy. Mine calls me dad
The only thing goofier than an ice fisherman going out in -39 temperatures is the fools in the springtime who go out on the nice, warm sunny days and have to be rescued by the Coast Guard. I'll never understand it...
The fish were biting. Can't let a little weather get in the way of a good bite.
I admire your dedication, I won't emulate it...but do admire it.
What else am I going to do in the dead of winter? Sit at home on the computer chatting with a bunch of grumpy old men?
Would you like me to give a nail biting account on how I have sat here all night in front of this screen with the air conditioner on so I don't sweat too much?
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