Wow you guys are congering up some good ole memories. My family used to go up there in the seventies and eighties and we had a field day on the pike with the little perch under a bobber.. That was till an OPP Officer walked down the dock one day and asked my father to open up his minnow pail and it was full of small perch.. A little fast talking and a son used as a scapegoat kept us out of trouble..... Woody