This is a lake twenty minutes out of Sioux City. The photo always reminds me of my hometown and how it has not really been touched by the bigger city life. On the day of this photo I happened to catch my first Northern Pike from the lake. It was one of the first fish that my grandpa had come to see. This was very nice to me, because I was used to just doing things around the house for him. The day he came out was the day I caught a fish that he was proud of. I never really knew that the lake supported those kind of fish and it surprised me and him, so whenever I drive past the lake I think about this photo and that day.
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