I can't tell you how many times yesterday, while we were getting rained on and pushed around by the wind, that one of us would mention leaving and trying to find some walleye. About that time one of us would stick a hog and we'd make one more drift. I thought about keeping a flat head to eat, I don't remember eating it, but decided to let them live to fight another day.

I just want to catch fish, I don't care what kind they are.