When I was around 10 years old my Dad and my brother and I walked through some nasty swamp and bush to get to a lake. The mosquitoes seemed as big as chickadees! Maybe a slight exaggeration!/ppwhen we finally got there, the rain started and never stopped the whole time. The good part was the pickerel were biting like crazy and I never caught so many bigger pickerel . We caught our limit. This would be around 1968 and we didn’t have much money but we ate like kings that night!