Gnu Bee Flyer,

You're welcome. Wish I had some photos of "Pop's" old boathouse. Spent many a summer day rowing that channel to the main lake.

We also used to carry a metal telescoping rod and the secret of it was the following: whenever the perch stopped biting quickly, as though a bell rang, we would bait the metal rod with a huge plastic red & white bobber, a large hook, to which was attached a small about six inch perch we kept for just this purpose, and over it would go. Hooked the perch just under the dorsal fin so that it could easily swim; but, not drag that big bobber under. Ultimately, we were soon rewarded with a vicious strike from either a big Northern pike, a pickrel or sometimes a big bass. As soon as the predator was aboard the perch would start biting again almost immediately. Funny thing is, I never really liked eating perch much then; but, my grandma loved them.