Lake Huron was a fisherman’s paradise in the 80s. I nearly caught a largemouth bass that I could stick my head in it’s mouth. I lost it at the boat when my buddy hung the net in the oarlock. He earned the title of “Pike Bait” after that. We saw an enormous Pike jump completely out of the water that must have been over 5 feet long.
I’ve noticed that same anomaly in southern Ohio where concentration of artifacts are often found near small isolated boulders.
Pikes will get very large even when they’re cooped up in the inland lakes, that one beats me. A former coworker was teaching his girlfriend of the time how to cast early one spring day, and what they thought was a log went for it. They couldn’t keep it, but he had her photograph him holding it, huge thing.
If you sit with back to a boulder and with a fire in front, You are protected front and rear, and the fire reflects and keeps you warm. A nice place to sit and flake your flints.