Running on Empty: Late Ice Fishing on Fort Peck

James called the other day and wanted to take one final trip. As always, I was in. Only one problem, I knew that I wasn't feeling well and things weren't looking like they were improving. Sure enough, it turned into a rough first couple of days, popping pills and feeling like a shell of a man. Saturday afternoon I started to feel better and the flags started to pop. James ended up catching the lake trout he has been looking and I was lucky enough to get into a nice pike that I have sought after for a long time. We even got some whiskers in the end when a big fat cat made an appearance. What a surprise! Great way to end the season.