For me this is a fantasy. I gave up on Lake Erie because I couldn't take the pounding after spinal surgeries. Ended up getting rid of my 90 hp and going to a 20 hp to just fish local. But 15 years ago I loved to hit Erie with my brother. He passed away early at 51 years. We hunted fished fought and argued often but it never lasted more than a few minutes. Anyways the first time I took him out the waves were running 2' or less and we had plenty of emerald shiners. He argued the whole way out that he wanted to chase the party boats but I wouldn't listen to him. Previously he had made a few trips on the party boat and thought that was ideal. I circled the pack checking my sonar saw very little and started heading west. I was grinning and he was complaining till I made that first stop. Nobody within 1/4 of a mile. We limited in about an hour with plenty of those football shaped 12-14" yellow perch which were very common back then. Wasn't my first rodeo and brother didn't know about GPS and way points. As I explained to him on the way home I had about a dozen marked and found them on the third mark. He never argued again when he was in the boat. I miss him every day. Oh by the way he could fish. Like to fish with him again, anywhere, anytime for anything.