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Thursday, January 19, 2012

'you can't keep Minnesotans off the water'

Minnesotan ice fishermen are jumping for joy since we've finally been in the single digits this week, weather wise [I was meaning not I.Q.-wise, but then again, who in their right mind would sit on the ice waiting for a fish to come by?]. Now at least one or two ice houses can be spotted on the local lakes...usually many more like these on White Bear Lake. Driving by at night some lanterns can be seen shining on the ice, or is that a television screen?
More seasonal skies @ Skywatch Friday.

7 comments:

jabblog said...

Hardy or foolhardy? Must be lovely to have such fresh fish, though:-)

Snap said...

Oh, goodness. Wouldn't do for me to be a *northener*!!!!!!!

Donna said...

Oh My, Noni! It looks COLD there! It's 76 here right now...:o)
hughugs

Annie said...

I have a cherished memory of icefishing with my father in northern Wisconsin when I was a girl. A muskrat popped its head up through our fishing hole. That explained why we weren't getting any bites. My dad was so shocked, he fell off his stool and lay on the ice laughing his head off. Almost until the day he died 50 years later, he would still laugh about that darn muskrat whenever I mentioned it.

hamilton said...

Good thing the fish can't see up to that last ice hut!

Daryl Edelstein said...

Cant imagine ice fishing .. I am such a big baby when it comes to winter and the cold .. of course I whine almost as much when the temps are soaring too .. love the new header

Ms. Becky said...

I love your photos of Minnesota life - they're so endearing. and to think I used to go ice fishing myself. can't recall ever catching a fish. the last time I went we forgot to bring the auger. what a frightful time trying to use a giant ice pick to chop a hole in the ice and slush splashing and soaking us. those attempts didn't go on very long - the bloody mary's were calling. thanks for the memories. always a pleasure. happy weekend to you Noni.