[peyton]

Have fished since I was a youngster and as time passes it seems like the more you do something the better you (should) get at it. Same thing holds true pretty much in life. That’s usually why when an ole farmer talks at the coop everybody usually turns an ear to listen. Anyway, we started ice fishing about 15 years ago and it was exciting to say the least!! Up till then we mostly fished for channels and flatheads and that was about the time we picked up on the crappie thing. By then we pretty much had all our tackle in graphite and really appreciated what it could do for us. It was on one of our ice capotes that we decided to venture away from the usually places; Fall River, Malvern, Toronto (all in Kansas) and took our song and dance to a nearby lake that was notorious for their size (not so much for quantity) of crappie. We proceeded to make a few holes by the dam and as all seasoned crappie fisherman do we started working with our depth. WOW!! We realized real quick that when we dropped it to about 20 ft the ole pole would get hammered!! FIRE IN THE HOLE!!! We knew they weren't crappie and figured they must have been wipers. The thing that was frustrating was that they kept taking our light tackle to brush. It took us about 3 jigs apiece and then our lives totally fell apart. We realized that our lines were being sucked in by the intake pipe to the dam!!! Once it hit that "HOT" point you couldn't get it back. We laughed our butts off (till this day) but for just a few minutes we thought we were in TALL COTTON!!!
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peyton