We spent a week at Ice Cracking Lodge by Detroit Lakes when I was a kid. Clearest, cleanest lake water I'd seen up until then. My brother and I could sit in the boat and watch the big fish swim right by our hooks. All except for a huge northern that just hung in the water staring at our bait (nightcrawlers) until we got tired of waiting for him and decided to jump in and catch him by hand. Like most big opportunities in life, he easily eluded us. That was also our first lesson regarding the difficulty of climbing back into a rowboat in 20' of water. Funny how when it's sink or swim time a person tends to grab onto the first life jacket he can find. Even if its in the back end of the boat. Something about the supposed signing of Jaime Garcia made me think of that.