The family cabin is affectionately called the Looney Lodge, and although there are always loons in the lake that's not the reason it's named that. After a quick photo of everybody on the deck the festivities begin. Just so you know there was no alcohol involved. I'd hate to see what would happen if there was. With little prompting my buddy demonstrated another use for the bait worms. He reported it had an earthy type of taste. Being a loving brother he wanted to share the experience with one of his sisters. Oddly enough she did not want to share in the dining experience. Although eventually she decided to wear the worm as a mustache. Just an ordinary trip to Wisconsin.
Lol. Although my buddy's family treat me like a brother, I'm not really related. I'm much more sophisticated...cough cough.
That's actually a thing. Probably brought in by the Norwegians. http://www.jsonline.com/story/sport...shing-enjoys-revival-lake-michigan/100377038/