we left brampton at 9 to pick up his friend in toronto and were on the road by 10. we got to potters around noon, it was crazy windy and we set up our hut and sash went to help his friend set up his pop up hut while i sat in the flip style hut. the wind was howling while they were getting his friends hut up and then it went quiet for a second and the next thing i knew i was thrown in the air and landed on the ice with my foot stuck in the hole. luckily the heater wasn't on i yelled for help and sash pulled the hut back up because the floor was the ceiling all of a sudden. now i know why it's called a flip style hut.
we finally started fishing and all i caught was one fish. we packed it in and headed to point anne to see if it was better there but we decided to go home.
so i only caught one fish and it wasn't even a walleye.