I think that sometimes we as fishermen get too big for our britches. We start to think we're "above" certain things ... like the crappie house.
I went fishing at night. As you can see, I had the place to myself. It was well lit, and it was raining. Night fishing with the sound of rain on a tin roof. Does it get any better? Well ... there's only one way.
As usual, the fish was released. Don't snub the crappie house!
Tight lines!
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