I went ice fishing with the Elders Quorum on Saturday. I’ve never been before, and it’s something I’ve wanted to do since moving here to Wisconsin. I caught my first fish: a 26-inch northern pike (26 inches is the size limit; anything smaller has to be thrown back). The ward mission leader, an accomplished outdoorsman (all of the tip-up traps and other fishing paraphernalia were his) filleted the fish right there on the ice, and I cooked up my portion at home. Even though only one other fish was caught and it was too small to keep, a good time was had by all.