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Hi all, Still 2' feet of ice, still getting out once a week at least. Walleye were biting mid afternoon.

sounds like with enough speed and some ingenuity...maybe

The 10th Annual North GTA Tackle Swap will take place this year on Sat. April 13th in Newmarket! Many Tackle Swaps have grown into full blown shows, this is & always will be a proper tackle swap! We have some great vendors and there are always some incredible finds there! Here are the detail if anyone is interested in attending or getting a table there! Date: Saturday April 13, 2024 Time: Doors Open from 10 AM -2 PM Doors may open a little earlier if vendors are completely setup Location: Optimist Youth Centre-Newmarket 55 Forhan Ave. Newmarket, ON L3Y 8X6 Admission Costs: $ 5 or $2 with the donation of a non-perishable food item for the local FOOD BANK! Kids 16 years of age or younger – No Charge FREE DOOR PRIZE DRAWS! FUND-RAISING BBQ on site! Vendor Set-up 8:30 AM Info Contact: Tackle Swap Hotline – 416-993-3477 Tackle Swap E-mail – [email protected] If you're interested in a table please e-mail [email protected]

The 2024 North GTA Tackle Swap is 75% sold out, if you're interested in a table please contact North GTA Tackle Swap <[email protected]>

About 30 years ago I’m in The Pas, Manitoba, overnighting on the way to a fly-in. We’re staying in this disgusting roach hotel with an attached bar. It’s 2:00 in the afternoon, the place is just packed, and 90% of the people there are already completely hammered. We just gave our drink order when two skanky looking girls at the next table start fighting. And when I say fighting, I don’t mean raised voices and a shove or two, I mean all of a sudden it’s Rocky and Apollo Creed in the 15th round and they’re going for the KO. They’re rolling around on the floor throwing haymakers and landing about half of them, just beating the living daylights out of each other. Bartender and a couple of other guys grab them by the hair and literally drag them across the floor and out the door, as they continue kicking, screaming and pummelling each other the whole time. As he returns, bartender just smiles at us and goes "Welcome to The Pas." Fast forward 10 minutes and the girls are back at the table, they have a couple of beers and they’re sharing a plate of fries and gravy. Turns out they’re the entertainment. Once they finish eating, one girl gets up on the bar with a crappy old boom box, hits play, and starts peeling while the other one goes from table to table to collect tips. After the first girl’s done her three songs, they switch it up and girl no. 2 starts peeling while the first one collects the dollar bills. I coughed up a tip both times, mainly so they would go away. I think these girls had maybe a dozen teeth between them, and you could already see they were going to have shiners and some good bruises the next morning. I remember it being really hot and clammy inside that bar, because even though it was the middle of summer they had this huge pot of something simmering away on a wood stove in the corner. At some point one of the staff went over and lifted this big French fry basket out of the pot, and there stewing away were a couple of muskrats. I didn’t eat a single thing till we got to the lodge the next afternoon.