First walleye trip of the year! Forgot the GPS, forgot the anchor, forgot
my sunglasses, dad forgot his hat, so we are doing pretty good so far. Phil just got done talking trash about the
hot n’ tot never catching anything. Here you go! Here you go! And there it is! HAHA! Example number 1. I won’t talk *&*& about it anymore. Second of the year! Can’t see it. Right there, alright, someone has to pull
me back in! Nice! Dave’s KABOOM! Decent size. That’s the biggest *&(&ing one! Don’t net him if we don’t have to. He’s not quite done yet. Geeze! He’s going to get in the prop! Feisty little bugger for a little guy. Stay down, stay down. Nice I will bring him right to you. Now I am either caught in the dipsy or just
snagged. It’s a walleye! Come on baby don’t lose me! OH *&^*! Oh my goodness! Keep going! WOOOOHOO! YEAH! Phil has not officially died! But we got a walleye baby! The net got caught on the freaking step and
then I tried to push past it and my hamstring cramped. (Laughter) YEAH!