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I hope to get the Yukon Golds in the ground this weekend, in between the rain. A real “truck farmer” told me to just plant them whole.  No need to cut them and let them heal for a few days.  It cost more, but the result is worth the added expense.  I get my seed potatoes from Wood’s Farmer Seed and Nursery next to Fleet Farm in Waite Park.  Tell Tom Woods that I recommended him.

The annual Osberg fishing trip is 4 weeks from tomorrow. The opener is tomorrow and I will not participate. I have never been one for getting up early and getting out there before the sun comes up.  I prefer to fish in the late afternoon and early evening. I am the only “Osberg” who’s name is not on the traveling trophy.

My interest in fishing is only because of my son Erik and his son Walleye Willie. When we purchased a lake place 49 years ago I bought a fishing license for the first time in my life. Erik was not even two years old the first summer, but his Uncle Duaine made a special short fishing rod for him and soon we were casting for Bass from our sail boat.

Earl Benson, the warehouse manager at General Office Products was the one that taught me how to fish for Bass. Erik hated the process of putting a live frog on a number 2 hook with a slip sinker, but it did produce fish. Today it is almost impossible to find frogs anywhere . Minnows, leeches and night crawlers seem to work best for walleye.  Erik is an “ambassador” for Otter Tail County, which has more lakes than any other county in Minnesota. One thousand forty eight at the last count. 

Tuesday was a perfect 10.  At 10pm I was rocking in my rocker on the back patio with no bugs.  Erik and Walleye Wille were catching crappies on “Secret Lake” in Otter Tail County.

“Arrange whatever pieces come your way.”  Virginia Woolf