A well wrought essay about a well worn nordic tradition. I used to ice fish with my brothers and stepdad years ago. Nothing like pulling in a passel of perch or a huge pike or lake trout. Your adventure brought back memories - it did indeed.
Okay, I'mma throw some hot water on this thingamajig. If it ain't really about fishing, why not call it a more applicable pastime? Ice-camping? Winter lake hostel? BBF (Bed & Breakfast & fishing)
Seriously, Alex. An insightful read. You didn't drive to the lake to fish, did you?
I drove to our place upstate, past the lake, and stopped to see what the gathering was all about. I spent several hours on the lake, with the fisherpeople, and learned a lot.
What good timing that I read your newsletter, Alex. We just finished watching the film, Dead of Winter, on HBO with Emma Thompson. At the beginning, I said to myself, why would anyone go at the dead of winter to ice fish? Well, there's more to the story than that but her character drove up to a Lake in Minnesota by herself during a snowstorm. Thanks for the backstory, Alex. Much appreciated!
Only you, Alex, can pull this off but you do and masterfully. I read it on the G train which is often described as an urban fishing hole.
Thank you, Professor L.
Why so do formal? Prof L is fine.
Very nice! Sadly, in the current (pun intended) political climate, “ice fishing” has acquired a whole new meaning…
Hmmmm. Sadly or thankfully, I'm not aware of it. Thanks for reading and commenting!
A well wrought essay about a well worn nordic tradition. I used to ice fish with my brothers and stepdad years ago. Nothing like pulling in a passel of perch or a huge pike or lake trout. Your adventure brought back memories - it did indeed.
Thank you, Yog. I'm glad it resonated with you. Thanks for reading.
Okay, I'mma throw some hot water on this thingamajig. If it ain't really about fishing, why not call it a more applicable pastime? Ice-camping? Winter lake hostel? BBF (Bed & Breakfast & fishing)
Seriously, Alex. An insightful read. You didn't drive to the lake to fish, did you?
Cheers!
Ken, I'm with you on the wording!
I drove to our place upstate, past the lake, and stopped to see what the gathering was all about. I spent several hours on the lake, with the fisherpeople, and learned a lot.
Thanks for reading!
Count me in. Theoretically. Metaphorically. Voyeuristically.
I will. Thanks!
I would have loved to see a photo of that guy’s shanty from the inside!
I dropped the ball on that one, Susanne. My bad.
What good timing that I read your newsletter, Alex. We just finished watching the film, Dead of Winter, on HBO with Emma Thompson. At the beginning, I said to myself, why would anyone go at the dead of winter to ice fish? Well, there's more to the story than that but her character drove up to a Lake in Minnesota by herself during a snowstorm. Thanks for the backstory, Alex. Much appreciated!
Thank you for reading and commenting, Stella.
I'll have to check out Dead of Winter.
A big fan of Emma Thompson!