At least Steve thought so one morning this week. He was fishing for crappie with a # 4 pound line, when he felt the tug of a big one!
He said it took quite a while to wear this fellow down enough that he didn't break the line, and then he had to have the help of one of his fishing buddies once Mr. Walleye got close enough to the dock to be grabbed by a fin. By the looks of those razor sharp teeth, you can tell you don't just stick your finger in his mouth to release him from the hook!
It was an 8 pound plus walleye and measured 28 inches long! Steve stopped at one of the bait shops on the way home & they were so impressed, they took a picture of Steve & his catch.
After much contemplating about whether to have this guy stuffed & mounted (plus Steve could probably tell that I wasn't too thrilled with the idea of this thing hanging on a wall around here!), he decided we would have him for dinner.
I must say that I usually prefer my fish battered & fried, but Mr. Walleye was delicious on the grill! Much better than a decorating accessory!