We finally saw an Osprey today out toward the dam end of the lake.  There were more little loons, sort of juveniles I guess.  They actually looked like loons not brown fuzz balls.  An eagle took off from just above us when we crowded in too close to his roosting spot.  The birds all made a showing while we were trying to catch fish, not very successfully.  I did catch one small northern, the size Kent always calls hammer handles; too small to get enough of a fillet to bother keeping.  We released it.

The coolest catch?  A baby northern pike about 2 1/2” long.  It looks just like the big, ugly, (not quite as slimy), big toothed ones but miniature.  No fish for supper tonight.