Day two yielded nothing, nothing but more walleyes and a nice brown tan.  Paradise, would be the easiest way to describe it.  Pete aka the lone wolf once again had the lucky rod, landing the behemoth of the day.  Now if you wonder why he is referred to as the lone wolf, take a look at that sweet t-shirt!  I have been coming up every year for a touch over a decade, and every year it seems to get better.  I even did a little underwater camera work, and the verdict was a little chilly.  I hear margarita monday calling, until tomorrow…I’m Ben Brettingen

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