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Location: Essexville, MI./Saginaw Bay. | Time for my short yearly posting and rendition of the Christmas Poem I modified, wishing all of you a Merry Christmas. Even though being on the ice this Christmas won't be in the cards in our area, as always, it's the thought that counts.
“Twas the night before Christmas and all across the Bay”
“The shantys were lit up from guys wanting to stay”
“The Tip-Ups were set out and poised very near”
“It’s (Fish-On) us anglers were waiting to hear”
“My Do-Jigger had settled and awaited it's fate”
“As a thick Red band appeared on the OL’FL8”
“My pulse soon quickened, and my hands started to shake”
“I sat almost motionless, while awaiting the take”
“With the first twitch of the rod tip, and a snap of the wrist”
“I drove home the sharp trebels, in the lips of the fish”
“His struggle was valliant, with violent bends in the pole”
“But with slow steady pressure, I worked him into the hole”
“His girth was impressive, His length 30 or so”
“My buddy went crazy, when I said...... "I think I’m letting him go”
“Some things need explaining, and others fall into place”
“I had to say something, from the look on his face”
“Think of this buddy, before we call it a night”
“Tomorrows Gods birthday, and I want to start it off right”
“I’ve caught pleanty of walleyes, and taken home my share”
“I’m giving this on back to him, it would only be fair”
“So down into the hole, and under the ice”
“Now swim away, swim away, and give someone else a good fight”
Capt: Dan.
Edited by walleye express 12/21/2006 9:21 AM
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