When my phone vibrated in my pocket, I had a feeling it was my buddy and that he was going to tell me he’d found walleyes and the bite was on. It was my buddy, yes, but he was singing the blues, having fished all day with only a few small perch and a couple of skinny bass to show for his efforts. I told him I would be there soon, so he should gas up the boat and get some more bait. “We’ll find the walleyes,” I told him.
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