Journal of a Minnesota Angler

[In honor of Halloween, I thought you might like to hear about a story among our family of a legend on the Gunflint Trail.] Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a young fisherman who caught his very first walleye in Poplar Lake. He was very excited, but he caught it late in the evening and by the time he got back, it was too dark to clean it. He left it on a stringer tied to the dock. The next morning, at about 7am, he and his father-in-law decided to go fishing again. As the two walked... (more...)