Dear OD: I'm on my midsummer fishing trip at Izaty's, a great resort on Lake Mille Lacs in central Minnesota. I'm recently divorced (she never cottoned to the water) and I'm tellin' you, there are women crawlin' all over this joint!

Dick: Mille Lacs! Won my first Sturgeon Egg Dive there in '93. Yeah, it's tempting to pull out the light tackle and go after the shapely trout at the bar! It cuts into your night fishin' though, which is prime walleye time. And it can cut into your morning fishing, which is always great perch and panfish time. But as I always say, a humdinger takes the sting out of an empty stringer! However, please remember this: don't poach another man's woman. This is just flat-out bad outdoors etiquette. Keep at least ten feet between boats, if you know what I mean, and don't be casting in a cove someone else is workin'. Once in the Florida Panhandle (which is still fairly lawless) I saw a fella try to spawn with a cute little trout at a bar and he would not let 'er wriggle off the hook even when her mate came swimmin' back from the darts board. Suffice it to say, the fella was rushed to a really below-par rural hospital/vet clinic with, well, multiple darts in his eyes and the refrain, "Bullseye, asswipe!" ringing in his ears.