Tom W., I didn't dream going, but my neighbor called and said he would swing by and get me, I said, come on. Now it wasn't 73 degrees here, but 34. Walking down the gangplank to the floating dock, I had a small mishap. The gangplank had a tad of ice still on it, so I was taking small steps and holding onto the rail, but when I put my bad leg (kneecap problems) down on the dock, it went out from under me and folded back. I just knew I had screwed it up again, but not so, thanks to who ever was watching over me.
Aaron had the boat set up to fish for catfish/hybrid/spotted bass. I kept some of the white perch to be fired later with the bone in. Video in the AM if they come out OK.