There's this old guy who fishes the Mississippi at the same spot as me. In janurary when the ice sheets float down he ties a lil baby chicken to a line with the hook dangling from its neck. He swears that the noise they make as they skitter across the ice guarantees a huge fish by the end of the day. I've never seen it, but he claims to have snagged quite a few massive fish that way. They skitter across the ice, dump into the water and boom. Fish on.
-Skinny
