I drove up into north-central Lower Michigan to steal one last, late-March day of ice fishing from the waning season, one of the most disappointing in my memory.
Ice-making temperatures arrived slowly, painfully slowly, and many lakes didn’t have even walkable ice until February. Some never bore a bootprint.
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