A Fishing Adventure With John Dettloff By Craig Sandell © 2009 I was sitting in my trailer at Indian Trail Resort taking a little rest after an early morning of fishing. The weather had finally turned overcast from the Bluebird skies and the change held a promise of some fishing action. Unfortunately, it was a promise unfulfilled. About 9:30, there was a knock on the trailer door. As I opened the door, I was greeted by the smiling face of my good friend John Dettloff. After a pleasantry or two, John asked me if I wanted to go out and play (meaning do a little fishing). Since John and his lovely wife Brenda took over the Resort from his mom last year, John has not had the time to fish as much as he has in past years and, knowing this, I jumped at the chance to spend some time on the water with John. John told me to meet him at the dock as soon as I could and so I collected my sunglasses and something to drink and headed down to the dock post haste. While John was taking care of some last-minute resort business, I put a couple of rods in his boat along with some lures and my dry bag. After taking care of business, John joined me in the boat, handed me a hand drawn map and indicated that was our destination for the morning. As we motored away from the dock, John made an
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