Home from my first big Red Lake trip with lots of good stories and some elusive Red Lake SLABS. My good friend Theo hired me for the weekend to show some friends of his a Red Lake trip to remember. DJ, Todd, and Jim arrived on Friday morning after their seven hour tour trying to find Upper Red lake and using all of their On Star minutes, visiting the not so friendly town of Red Lake, and a small spat with Red Bull. Hey guys, I told you Red Lake - not (vodka) Red Bull.
Once they finally arrived at camp Theo and I proceeded to show them what FISH-ON means, and boy did we catch some fish on Friday. After they were all settled in with some lines down we played a few games of Hold'em and all they did was take my money. They weren't kidding when they said the rich get richer (DJ). Friday night was pretty low key with Jim trying to heave and ho DJ's truck across the lake. Up early on Saturday, the boys wanted to catch a little breakfast at West Winds. I had already told them numerous times it was too early and they would be closed. Well, guess what? They were closed. So instead, with some quick goat thinking, I cleaned up some fresh crappies and fried them up. I couldn't have done it with out the 104 oz's of Bubba love. With a good base and some more fish to be caught, everyone got real serious for about two or three hours, and once again they were ready to go to West Winds and eat. We had an early exit due to the smart mouth of Theo's brother Phil. Everyone accomplished what they came for (a good time).
After DJ, Phil, Mark, Andy, and Jim bedded down for the evening Theo, Todd, and I stayed up telling Bubba keg stories until we couldn't take it any longer. And trust me, even Bubba had had enough at this time of night. With one of my strongest performances out of the way, I could focus on catching more Red Lake slabs. Sunday morning we got up and made the decision to clean up and try to get an early start on the drive home. We finished the trip with some where in the neighborhood of 35-40 Red Lake slabs.
We were also very successfull at catching lots of nice walleyes that we had to send back down the hole for one more winter. The walleyes will bite anything and everything. A few of the walleyes weren't so nice, as you can see in this picture. This will go down as my all time smallest walleye that I have ever caught. I actually caught it on a Northland forage minnow jigging with a full minnow on it. Thanks for the great times and trip, fellas. I can't wait till we can do it again. Until then FISH-ON and tight lines.

Matt