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Nine Feet

A post shared by jack_colton (@jack_colton) on Mar 17, 2017 at 8:40am PDT


I followed Mike as he led us to the deep, nine-foot spot across from the island. There was no one else in sound or sight.

The ice was quiet, unlike the first lake of the day, which produced sounds that instilled fear from the part of my brain that remembers danger from long before I was born.

The deep spot produced many fish that we ate later that night.