Three at a time!
The times up at Uncle Bob's were the best. We went to Jungle Lake near Crandon, a small lake that was out of the way
and not very accessible. They had just put in a new road to access the lake and we went fishing. The northern were just
jumping in the boat. Dad had all he could do to keep us going. The boat had spun in the wind and my line came under
the boat and I snagged the stringer. He was none too happy to untangle the mess. About five minutes later, a hit
knocked the rod out of my hands and I managed to grab it before it was lost. When I had it reeled in, it looked like I had
gotten the stringer again but now there were three fish on my line... Two on each of the treble hooks and the third fish had
the line twisted around it's gills . The three must have hit the bait all at once. The very next cast my lure hit the top of the
water and was immediately hit by a small mouth jumping out of the water - cool sight indeed!
- Miwaukee Slim
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