There are plenty of memories from our camping trips at burt lake. These walleye fishing trips would usually include my dad, mom, Chad, and me. Chad and I were around six years old at the time. One event in particular stands out in my head.
The campground we stayed at had boat slips so you could leave your boat in the water. We had our poles hanging out the back of the boat and one of them still had a worm on the hook. We went to the motorhome for lunch and when we came back to the boat we found that one of the pulls was out of place and missing its lure. Well it turns out a duck thought it looked like a good treat and he ate it up, hook and all. The hooks actually got caught on his wing and and his bill causing his head to be stuck to his wing. Anyway, I can still remember dad chasing that duck around the camp ground trying to catch him so he could unhook him.
Dad was a real animal lover. Just kidding, I think he was more concerned with getting his lure back.
Haha. I think you're right about being more concerned about getting the lure back. I seem to remember Dad telling some stories about you and Chad eating up all the food on the boat within the first 1/2 hour and then complaining about nothing to do the rest of the time :-)
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