The ice was 14 inches thick at the bank.
\nYou could hear it shift as you walked.
\nBrendan was cooking cobbler in a dutch oven
\na few feet from the shanty, coming and going
\nto check the coals. He had a beard, a white F-250,
\nand a concealed weapon permit. He loved one woman
\nand had felt cold twice his whole life.<\/p>\n
Like this<\/em>, he said, grabbing the auger from my hand, Angle it.<\/em> The first bite came before noon: an 8-incher, decent The ice was 14 inches thick at the bank. You could hear it shift as you walked. Brendan was cooking cobbler in a dutch oven a few feet from the shanty, coming and going to check the coals. He had a beard, a white F-250, and a concealed weapon permit. He loved one woman and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":22,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[17],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-2ax","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8341"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/22"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8341"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8341\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10170,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8341\/revisions\/10170"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8341"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8341"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWarm enough to take off our beanies, we struck water.
\nWe circled the stools and baited our hooks: mostly jigs tipped
\nwith pieces of nightcrawler. I rotated through an imitation bloodworm,
\na light green glo worm, and a purple teardrop most of the morning.
\nPerch aren\u2019t that big, so we didn\u2019t use poles.
\nBrendan didn\u2019t even use gloves.<\/p>\n
\nfor January but no trophy. We shook hands to avoid scaring the other fish.
\nBrendan came in before we could throw it back. Wait<\/em>.
\nHe scooped an eye from its socket with his thumbnail
\nholding it up between two fingers, Use this for bait<\/em>.
\nHe wiped his knife on his jeans and kicked the guts into the hole.<\/p>\nCalvin Olsen<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"