Ted Peck Fishing

This summer feels like the summer of ’88. I was living near the stateline between Wisconsin and Illinois working as a firefighter/paramedic for the City of Beloit.

We had more 90-plus degrees that summer than any time I can recall in 75 years on the planet. Like this summer the bite was very early and very late. There was a 250 acre lake about 20 minutes from home that was full of eater sized walleyes.

Pretty much zero structure except for a little concrete bridge that used to span Otter Creek before it spanned this lake. About mid-lake was a long tapering bar topping out at eight feet and breaking into about 22 feet, the deepest part of the lake.

I figured out the pattern in early June (which felt more like mid-August). The ‘eyes wanted a leech on a lindy rig with a 24″ leader fished right on the depth contour between the crack ‘o dawn and sunrise. when the sun popped up, the bite shut down.

With water temps still north of 80 degrees on pool 9 panfish & cats…and of course those stupid bass..are about the only critters that will stretch your string outside of ‘prime time’.

This will change for the better soon, once surface temps drop back into the mid-70s. Off course, the grass will start coming down the River big time then forcing some changes in location & presentation.

Back to the summer of ’88. My fishing diary indicates 1004 ‘eyes boated from June thru August that year, an average of almost 30 per trip.

To make this happen you had to roll out of bed at 3 a.m. to be on the water when fish decided to chew. For some, fishing goes beyond passion to obsession.

Angling legend Spence Petros shares this affliction. Spence fished the lake with me a couple times that summer. One time he brought Mark Bortz, #62 of the Superbowl Bears team.

We caught a PILE of walleyes on that trip. Somehere I have a Kodachrome slide of Mark kneeling with a three man limit of 18 fish on the stringer. The guy is so big the 15-18 inch eaters looked like perch with a paint job by Earl Scheib.

But I digress. Last night the bass bite started at 5:20 p.m. on the West side of the River, about the time that angry orange orb drops below the bluff for another day.

I was fishing the 7-9 ‘ contour with Larry. We ere throwing Yamamoto senkos, wacky rigged. Caught a lot of little SMB. At least we were getting bit on a regular basis.

The summer of ’88 also brought an epiphany which validated existence of the maker of the stars.

It was Father’s Day weekend. I had just completed a 96 hour tour at work. We were busy all four of those days. My daughters woke me from too little sleep to fulfill a promise to take them tubing on the river, about an hour from home.

We got on the road about 9 a.m. heading West on a freshly blacktopped Route 75 just East of the little hamlet of Harrison, Il. There was a car in front of my pickup and two kids on bikes in front of the car.

Suddenly, one of the bikes–and kids– went flying up over the roof of the car crashing on the pavement. I pulled my rig sideways to block traffic, ordered my kids to stay in the truck and sent my wife to call for help.

the victim was about 13 years old. He was conscious. Said he wasn’t feeling much pain. In fact, he couldn’t feel his arms or legs.

I held traction on his C-spine waiting for help to arrive. The searing hot blacktop put a couple of blisters on my knees, but letting go was not an option.

The Shirland Fire Dept. showed up a few minutes later with an ambulance from Durand. We headed for the river. The kids had a good time. I remember my knees hurting.

Just another day in the great adventure of life. The reason I’m sharing this is in the hope that you’ll appreciate every day. It is a gift, even though the fishin’ has been tough.

Why is this story validation for the existence of a Creator? Here comes the rest of the story. Fast forward to about 2003. I was retired from Beloit Fire. Being a firefighter is like being a Marine. it’s a lifelong thing.

I had joined the Shirland F. D. as a volunteer for something to do besides huntin’ & fishin’. We had just returned from a grass fire. All hands were wiping down the rig.

A young firefighter was next to me. He asked if i remembered him. Sorry. nope.

He said “about 20 years ago I was riding my bike near Meridian road and highway 75 and I got hit by a car. You held traction on my neck. At the hospital my folks were told I had a C4 fracture. If you didn’t stabilize my neck I would be in a wheelchair right now”.

I call experiences like this God winks”. I’ve had several in this lifetime. Glad to share them if you jump in my boat. guides need stories for when fishin’ is tough. it’s tough now, but getting better, so don’t be in a hurry to book a trip.

We don’t have a clue when we’re gonna make our last cast. One reason why it’s so important to make every cast count. You can’t catch any fish if your line’s out of the water. Washing lures beats washing the car. So get out there!

A return client called last nite to book a trip later this month. He said this website was down. Wondered if i was done guiding. Or dead.

No to both queries. Still here. Still guiding, with plans to do so as long as I can take folks out on the Immortal River safely.

There is no fog in the valley this morning. Doppler radar says we’ll see some rain about 8 a.m. I know the fish are already wet BUT i don’t need an immersion experience in their environment to get in touch with fish lips since i’m not on the clock today.

The website was down because i let the goDaddy account lapse. Too busy fishin’ to bow at the shiny object throne. Getting back on-line was an experience. Catch-22, pretty much of my own making.

Common sense and human communication not allowed. Kinda like dealing with USCG credential renewal. Reminds me of an ordeal when I was a rookie on the Beloit Fire Dept. about 1980. As a young paramedic i was assigned to the ambo. No EVOC training prior to getting behind the wheel. Driving an ambulance is not like driving a pickup truck. I was involved in two fender benders in as many weeks, called into the chief’s office.

The chief gave me a memorandum of Understanding which stated “firefighter Peck is not allowed to drive until he can prove he can drive”. When asked how I could achieve this goal he told me to get the hell out of his office.

I was extra cautious for the next few months. This self taught lesson was needed before the MOU was issued. The result was requiring EVOC training (Emergency Vehicle Operation Course) before getting behind the wheel.

This was the 1st of three incidents I was responsible for that forced change in BFD operations. Maybe the most significant was changing BFD Standard Operating Procedures to Standard operating GUIDELINES.

Fire seldom behaves by the numbers. Calling an audible at the line is often necessary to save lives and property.

Working on the mighty Mississippi as a fishing guide is a lot like that. It takes me an hour to find a fish catching pattern every single day–even though i’m out there about 5 days per week.

Maybe the most important dynamic in fish catching success is the fact that the fish get a vote too. A myriad of dynamics from bug hatches to water clarity, barometric pressure, wind & water temperature changes and other factors come into play.

Sometimes you can catch fish all day long. Other times all the stars only line up for a couple hours, most often at dawn & dusk.

We start coming out of this pattern–pretty much–in August. Temps tend to cool off overnite, causing profound fog conditions most mornings until about 8 a.m. Sometimes 10 a.m.

Weeds start dying off and moving downstream about mid-month. Weeds were a factor already a couple days last week. Weed die-of is a mixed blessing. Weeds make lure presentation tougher, but dying weeds also mean forage has fewer places to hide.

by this point in summer young of year baitfish populations are at their highest. More competition for something that looks like food with hooks, but swimming in a food buffet tends to cause a lack of discretion in the finny critters you are chasing.

Bottom line: you can’t catch any fish if your line is out of the water. That’s why I’ll be heading there when the rain let’s up.

tight lines!

Pool 9 water level is less than two feet above historic low River levels recorded in the Dust Bowl years of the 1930’s as we fish through the last week of July.

Today’s upper Mississippi is a much different River than when 33 massive lock & dam systems were placed 90 years ago.

I grew up on Pool 13. When i first started seriously fishing the river 60 years ago it was possible to navigate from backwaters north of Savanna to the mainstem thru a half-dozen different routes at normal summer pool levels.

in 2026 access to most areas i fished as a kid are either impossible or limited to travel thru dredge cuts which have to be re-done every few years.

Twenty-five years ago I started working on Pool 9, some 170 River miles upstream. compared to 13 this water was pristine. Travel was possible thru all seven cuts between the mainstem and Minnesota slough at the north end of the pool at summer pool levels. In 2026 this navigation is only possible at ‘action stage’–just a little bit below minor flood stage.

My Lund Alaskan draws about 16 inches with three clients aboard. With river level where it’s at today I wouldn’t try to run ANY of these shortcuts.

When siltation is factored into the navigation equation there is actually LESS water away from the Congress mandated nine-foot channel than there was in 1934!

We’re just smiling through five days of near perfect summer weather. One week ago surface water temp in running sloughs was a scorching 87 degrees. It has since dropped backdown to 78 which allows a little more oxygen carrying capacity back in quiet waters.

But current carries more oxygen, and pretty much the only place you can find current now is on the River mainstem.

Further, the active bite window for all species is just a couple hours around dawn & dusk. This is primarily due to an abundance of forage base in the system now.

There are other issues, like water clarity. This morning I tied floro leaders on a dozen different rods used in feeding presentations like throwing jigs, ned rigs & senkos . 10-foot crappie rods are still 30 lb. braid cuz the bite back in heavy wood is essentially a reflex bite.

I’ve gone to 4 lb. floro for ‘gills & perch. both species are relating to deep weed edges, but i’ve found perch in open pockets barely deep enough to float the boat . To get after ’em i have to use my 14 foot flatbottom, which i won’t use for guiding.

In about 10 days heavy morning fog will be a major factor more often than not. A month from now heavy grass coming down the mainstem will be an issue, especially if the River return to typical pool level.

Not concerned about that now. Consistent success on the River means fishing for the moment. It takes me at least an hour every single day to figure out where and how to start.

dynamics of this pursuit can change several times in just a few hours, often driven by subtle things like a change in wind direction/velocity, cloud cover or even the passage of a towboat.

We are getting to that time of year when I actually look at the electronics when underway. Find a ball of baitfish and you can bet the ranch that predators will be just a cast away. There are a gazillion shad in the pool right now. Maybe 3 gazillion pin minnows.

I have multiple openings for guide service over the next few weeks. Don’t even think of calling if you’re looking for a big pile of fish. but if you want insight in regard to why they haven’t been cooperating for you and seriously want to learn how to start deciphering the way fish move in this enigmatic wonder of nature I might be your Huckleberry.

I had to grab a half-dozen cattail heads on the way home from the River yesterday for an upcoming channel cat trip. This will be just the 3rd forktail trip this year. Most clients want to chase walleyes, pike ,pannies or bass.

The best trips are those when folks are willing to go after what the River feels like giving up. Channel cats are almost never mentioned even though their willingness to bite approaches ‘sure thing’ status anytime water temp is above 67 degrees.

I use almost exclusively dipbait for channel cats, mentored many years ago by dipbait making legends Clarence ‘Sonny” Hootman and Ron Geary.

Both these legends approach bait making from very diverse perspectives. The only common denominator is whey & waste cheese for the base.

Essentially there are two kinds of dipbait :cheese or blood. My stuff is blood based. There is a six gallon bucket out in the pole barn that I’ve added to over the past dozen years or so as it became depleted.

The initial batch had turtle livers. Later I added fresh, bloody afterbirth from a neighbor’s calf. When my daughters were born decades ago I tried to get placentas. The MDs & my wife wouldn’t allow it. This inspration came from the late, great Toad smith. Legend hold that he caught a cat once using a piece of his own heart.

Stuff that’s in the bucket now has about a quart of my own blood collected prior to gall bladder surgery a couple years ago. this bait rocks!

Soybean oil is part of the base, too. Commercial fishers have used soybean oil and soybean cake as trap bait almost forever.
Th current batch also includes several cups of River flies and about a dozen ground up willowcats.

I added a little too much soybean oil when replenishing the bucket last week. Dipbait can be thickened with corn starch, but cattail fuzz is much better.

The ideal dipbait consistency is like a very thick milkshake. This allows the bait to drip off the dipbait worm slowly when you place it up current from catfish habitat–generally deadfalls resting in 5-9 fow with a moderate current and sand bottom. Fish location in this cover is driven by time of day, light penetration and river stage–rising or falling.

If the bait is too runny it tends to fly all over the boat and those who occupy it. Cattail fuzz mitigates funky dispersion.

When a cat eats what remains on the dipbait worm, you need to re-bait. Oil & water don’t mix. The worm needs to be blotted dry with a paper towel before bait is applied. Once re-baited the worm should hang over the side of the boat for a minutes to allow the bait to adhere even better to the worm.

All this information is common knowledge to bona fide River Rats. It is blogged here for those who color between the lines of polite society.

Dipbait is NOT for human consumption. It should NOT be used for practical jokes like saring a little dab on a motel room doorknob or door handle of a shiny car.

Not that i’ve ever done that. But believe me, the look on the victim’s face is priceless!

The walleye bite on pool 9 has been hotter than a June bride since this month began with fish responding to a number of presentations. Water temp is in the mid-70s. River level is at low summer pool. Visibility 12-18″

Willowcats are by far the best bait. But fish are also responding to cranks trolled @ 1.8-2.2 mph upstream in 7-13 fow, crawlers on 1/8 oz B-Fish-N tackle gold Draggin’ jigs at the same depth contour and anomalies on both wingdams and closing dams

Other species are probably active, too,It’s smart to go after what the River wants to give up. For the past 2 weeks this has been walleyes. Fished for channel cats a few hours one day last week. More like going catching than going fishing.

The only problem with the ‘eyes is, at least 1/2 are too big to keep! Lots of 20-25″ fish in the system now.

I won’t fish Saturdays. Too many folks out there. Yesterday afternoon there were 36 rigs @ Army road boat launch. Most will be gone by late afternoon Sunday. Might just sneak out for a little fun fishin’…

White bass are one of my favorite fish. They fight hard, taste great and when you find them schooled up, attacking bait on the surface the rod dances on every single cast.

if you miss a fish in one of these feeding frenzies there is a good chance another one will find your shad/white/chrome lure before the cast is complete. Here’s an old guide tip: if you miss a white bass, reel faster. they can swim faster than you can reel. When they bump it, they’re just playing with you.

Pool 9 is exceptionally low right now. Even though the flow is 622 at Genoa, siltation has made it difficult to navigate away from the channel. I usually launch at new Albin, cuz its close to home. This boat launch is on Minnesota slough, generally deep enough to navigate downstream from the boat launch to the mainstem.

There are seven shortcuts between Minnesota slough and the River mainstem, all used to be navigable at river flow 622. Due to siltation there are now just two that I will fly through with the boat on plane.

There are a couple spots where white bass still foregather at current seams at this pool level, but most of the action is at current seams caused by rocky structure like wingdams on the River mainstem.

Yesterday I took my neighbor fishing in exchange for fixing one of my outboards and cutting down a huge dead elm. He insisted on using his “lucky” crankbait when we started the trip targeting walleyes on the wingdams.

A big pike broke his heart and shattered his dreams by removing the bend in his rod with sharp teeth. Had to be a BIG pike. In 50+ years of guiding i’ve never had a client lose a LITTLE one!

His frown turned upside down over the next half-hour when he caught a 27″ & 25″ eye off of two different wingdams. He also caught a short. But we couldn’t put a slot fish in the boat.

Then the white bass started blowing up. We kept 18. Robert said he could fillet a white bass in less than five minutes. I told him i could fillet one in less than a minute with my lithium battery Rapala.

Twenty minutes later the fish were cleaned. I felt like Trump being euchered by the Iranians. But what really got to me was the white bass guts.

At least 80% of the fish cleaned were females, fully of mushy eggs. White bass spawn right after the walleyes do, with water temps at about 50 degrees. Why were these fish still carrying eggs which were mushy in the process of being re-absorbed.

Did roller coaster water temps this spring impact this species getting off a good hatch ? Why were 80+% of the fish we cleaned females?

Are white bass like alligators with soil temp driving gender when eggs are laid ? The fish were cleaned were 3 and 4 years old. Could the amphibian gender thing happen two years running if it indeed is a thing?

biologists down know much about river run white bass. They are hard to study cuz they’re always on the move. White bass are “scatter spawners’. they get their lovin’ on the run.

Until three years ago there was no bag limit on white bass in the upper Miss. Prior to that, the last comprehensive survey Wisconsin DNR biologists did was in 1948!

Could the white bass gender reveal when cleaned with bellies full of mushy eggs be a harbinger of River health.

I’m gonna book a room at the Holiday Inn Express on karaoke night and see if wisdom is enhanced.

Maybe karaoke will offer a rendition of Roger Miller’s “Dang Me”, the song I’ve selected as my funeral dirge.

Most years smallmouth bass on pool 9 are seriously focused on spawning by May 18. Water temp in Pool 9 is usually 65-71 degrees in both the River mainstem and myriad backwaters at this time.

Not so in 2026! Surface water temps have seen wild fluctuation
over the past 6-8 weeks. There were a couple of times when the north end of dark bottomed backwaters had 62 degree water in early April. But passage of cold fronts that dropped ambient temps into the low 30s also cause a rapid drop in surface temp in shallow water, resulting in warmer temps in deeper backwaters than on the shallow flats, especially in the morning.

With traditional spawning time for SMB about a week away, water temps on the River mainstem were many brown bass spawn have yet to break 60 degrees. Meanwhile, temps in backwaters around woody cover where other populations of SMB spawn are at or near prime 65 degree ‘launch time’ right now.

Fish are always on the move in a river system. Forage base is the primary drive for all species once spawning time passes. Forage base movement is driven by a number of factors, with flow rate, water temp and oxygen levels all contributing to forage base movement.

It doesn’t matter if you’re talking perch that are following their preferred benthic macroinvertebrate forage base or walleyes & pike that like to feed on the River’s jumbo perch…if schools of shad or river shiners aren’t both more plentiful and vulnerable.

Flow rate/current are major drivers of forage base location at the bottom end of the food chain. In low current areas, prevailing wind can be a factor, too.

All fish are opportunists, easing towards the most plentiful, easiest forage base throughout the year. Shad, river shiners and perch have already spawned, with young-of-year progeny now a favorite target of species further up the food chain.

Bluegills & crappies have yet to drop their eggs. Their progeny won’t be meal du jour for species up the food chain until mid-to late June.

WHOA! I just realized the 4th cup of morning coffee took me down a rabbit hole far removed from surface temp riving smallmouth bass pre-spawn location, activity and forage base preference if you wanted to go out and catch some this afternoon.

It takes me at least an hour to figure out preferred target location and behavior every single day. Often this quest reveals
the wisdom of targeting a more willing species.

Being on the River pretty much every day I can take you where the fish were yesterday and probe where they’re likely to be today or maybe tomorrow.

But even a finger on the pulse of the River on a daily basis is like an a-fib heart rhythm: irregularly irregular.

Today I’m gonna go find and catch a few smallmouth bass. Just where, when & how this will happen will not be realized sitting behind this desktop computer.

Responsibilities that interfere with my life priorities will diminish now that the plumber is putting tools back in his truck. Apologies for burdening you with the rambling of a troubled mind. I’m goin’ fishin’. Life is good.

pool 9 has been flowing between high pool and low Action stage since ice out mid-March. Water temp fluctuated between 54-62 the entire month of April.

On April 30 the temp was 58–down 2 degrees since April 28. Clients wanted walleyes. With wind a factor trolling with the 90 Yamaha and spot locking/pulsing a crankbait in the current seam were what they wanted.

There are a lot of active walleyes cruising seams in the 4-9 foot contour on the 1st of May. I usually start searching with a #7 glass pattern Shad Rap, red craw MR6 and Caitlin pattern bomber 6A.

Yesterday the Caitlin produced 3 fish in 10 minutes. This is a pattern. From that point forward it was all Caitlin, all day. One client is a push button reel guy. Had trouble casting accurately with spinning gear. I cast the Caitlin downstream and told him to just pull it a foot or so and let it drop back about every 30 seconds while spotlocked on a current seam that dropped away from 3-9 fow. he caught 4 ‘eyes this way, including his PB.

SMB have been active on current seams as well. More of a finesse bite with a 2.5′ paddletail pulled/paused with a 1/16-3/16 oz jighead with Liquid Willowcat on the plastic causing fish to hold on just a half-second longer to allow a hookset with gutter wino reflexes in a fairly stiff breeze.

The pike bite has been easy and straitforward: a white 3/8 Z-Man jackhammer chatterbait with a 3″ Z-Man paddletail in shad pattern over dark bottom bays in ,6 fow.

Gills have been easy up by the dam with a pinch of crawler below a split shot in 4-9 fow over the rocks. Crappies in the wood, susupended fairly deep. Perch are in the wind. You find ’em when you find ’em.

Same thing with white bass which are always on the move but nutso on current seams where they are herding schools of shad or river shiners.

As of right now I have a couple open days in May and 10 in June if you’re looking for a guide. If not you may see me out there someplace if you’re fishing where the fish are.

tight lines & stay safe!

My Dad was born 107 years ago. He learned fishin’ from his Dad who was born late in the 19th century. I never met great Grandpa but learned pearls of wisdom passed down from this River Rat who fished the Mighty Mississippi before the dams changed it forever in the 1930’s which hold true in these days of forward facing sonar, AI and programmable trolling motors.

Previous generations had to rely on nature’s queues to put fish in the boat. The River reveals a great deal about fish location. The ability to read winkles like current seams , tell the difference between deep water and shoaling riffles, the importance of woody structure, shoreline and offshore transitions with a keen eye on prevalent forage base are really all you need to catch species like bass.

Charts, maps, surface temp and fishing Apps on shiny objects just confirms what nature already told you if you were paying attention.

“Bass bite when buds appear on cottonwoods “is one observation you can take to the bank. This tree species also reveals timing of catfish spawning. But that is a blog for later in the year.

I’m on the River about five days per week. When walleyes went into heavy spawn mode last week I started targeting bass, but struggled to catch one fish per hour. Water temp was about 50 degrees. Had I been looking at the trees instead of electronics there would have been less frustration.

Buds started popping on the cottonwood trees the afternoon of April 14. Bass suddenly got stupid at current seam ambush points, off rocks and weed/wood transition zones. Surface temp had jumped beyond 55 degrees. The catch rate jumped to 5-9 bass per hour.

Yes, spot-lock on my MinnKota played a major role in this whack-a-thon. But having folks in the boat with sensitive St.Croix rods and the ability to cast 2.5″ paddletails with pinpoint accuracy made a profound difference.

Two St. Croix pros jumped in the boat last Thursday. Jesse hadn’t fished open water for almost five months. He was HUNGRY. I knew it was gonna be a long day.

There was a light fog just before sunrise when we started flying up a backwater to a current seam. Electronics were turned off because light from the screen impeded my night vision.

We stopped at a spot where Mike had been pounding the SMB the day before. I stopped there two days prior and only popped two fish. the buds weren’t on the cottonwoods yet!

The bite slowed after we educated 22 SMB, cookie-cutter fish 16-17”. Jesse wondered what the surface temp was so I turned the electronics on. At the second spot we started where the bass would be on a rapidly rising River. although it was coming up like a rocket, they weren’t there yet. Moving downstream about 50 yards to another current seam produced another 9 SMB that were just a little bigger. When action at this spot slowed down it was almost noon. We picked up a few fish at some of Mike’s spots and some of mine. The species count grew to 9. I mostly just netted fish and watched these exceptional anglers ply their craft. The guys doubled up a bunch of times. We only had one triple–and it was three different species!

This time of year the bite gets smokin’ hot when the sun is about to side below the bluffs on the west side of the River. We popped another 8 or nine fish at the first spot we went to in the morning, then slid downstream to the second spot, adjusting just a little to allow for a River rise of at least 10 inches.

Jesse popped a good one on the first cast. Six more casts and six more bass later he said “this is STUPID! Maybe the best day smallmouth fishin’ of my whole LIFE!”.

This brought a smile to my face. We’ve been pals for 29 years, experiencing a pile of adventures in this time frame. It was almost dark when we loaded the boat, 13 hrs, 45 mins after leaving the launch. 142 fish on the clicker. I was whupped.

75 years on the planet. 4-6 hours is enough for one day when you’re out there pretty much every day. Getting ready for church. Probably won’t get back on teh River til maybe Monday afternoon. The River should be cresting. Think I know where to start fishin’.

Stay safe out there! lotsa logs & dunnage in the River now

postponed a couple trips this past week due to passage of a monster cold front with brutal wind. Pool 9 crested last nite. The River is on the way back down gradually.

Crest was about a foot into “Action Stage”–the point at which the boat launch in new Albin closes due to high water. Please to announce the road never closed. Kudos to the IDNR for listening to common sense based whining and dropping a few loads of gravel at the low spots which has closed the ramp in the past!!
Weh I was out last thursday water temp was a solid 43. Walleyes were holding @ 17-19 fow, sauger a couple feet deeper. There was a fair amount of dunnage coming down, making pulling 3-ways challenging,,,and 3-ways is pretty much what they wanted.

Fishing should start picking up by Sunday afternoon and get progressively better until arrival of the next cold front. But even this will just be a hiccup.

The launch sequence for walleye/perch spawning has started. Typically, show time is about April 15 on pool 9. looks like we’re in this ballpark for ’26. moon phase won’t be a factor this year. If River level remains fairly constant the process will likely run 7-10 days.

Pike have completed their spawn. SMB action should pick up substantially by Easter.

A lifetime on this River teaches fishing can change drastically over just a day or two. This will almost certainly happen for 2-6 weeks between now and November. But as of Palm Sunday, everything looks rosy .

Hey, I’ve got A shoreLand’r galvanized bunk trailer for sale, deisgned for an 18′ Lund Alaskan. Essentially all new components. Asking $1300. Also selling a 10′ jon boat/trailer with essentially new 2.5 hp Yammie for the same price.

Just trying to ease the burden on the widow for her eventual garage sale…or not. Still pondering the Viking check out. A $20K pyre of hunting/fishing gear will bring tears to even the saltiest River Rats