I walked out to a new spot and drilled 5 holes. Checked the first hole and the flasher eas stacked like 10 feet deep of fish.🐟🐟🐟🐠🐡🐡🐠 Popped up the Eskimo turned on the heat and it was non stop action till the exact time I had to leave before the storm hit. Strangely just as it started snowing the fish stopped chasing and biting hard like suddenly. It was the weirdest thing. Maybe the universe was just looking out for me and telling me to leave cause this storm is nasty and got home just in time, knowimg if the fish kept biting they way they did i prpbably woulda loat track of time 😎🚩🚩 . Ehh who knows, I like yo think so. Either way I gotta go clean some fish, anyone want some?