I'm not joshing. They did fish. Honestly. Mostly
between rainstorms. They lanced legions. They caught volumes. Check out some
of their take. Not too shabby.
And they filleted them. And cooked them up. With
onions. And other crap. Lots of other crap.
That's tasty stuff.
In order to be scientific-like, the boys even
prepared walleye and pike side-by-side in separate pans for a blind taste
test.
Blind except that they looked. Two of them expressed a slight
preference for walleye while the third could not comment as he was choking
on a spiky rake of y-bones at the very time. He expressed his epicurean
sentiments thusly: