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The local paper has 3 different convictions for violations for Nipissing. http://www.nugget.ca/2015/06/23/man-fined-for-illegal-fishing http://www.nugget.ca/2015/06/22/two-men-charged-2000-in-fishing-fines http://www.nugget.ca/2015/06/22/two-men-charged-2000-in-fishing-fines MNR considering restocking. http://www.nugget.ca/2015/06/23/mnr-considering-restocking-lake-nip

Someone doesn't understand animal harassment or what " " means.

What do they call Elk?

"It's a Elk". They are so stupid they don't even know what animal they're harassing. I didn't want dumb dumb #4 to die but getting knock unconscious and a near drowning would have been nice.

Another thing to take a quick look at. http://ontariofishingcommunity.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=78631&hl=%2Btrolling%2C+%2Bmotor

I'm with Gord on this. http://www.outdoorcanada.ca/Cut_the_Carp From Gord Pyzer: Ontario says no to fishing tournament Province rejects chance to host 2017 World Carp Championships Trust me, I am not making this up. The Ontario government, through the Minister of Natural Resources, has refused to host one of the biggest fishing events on Earth. Turned thumbs down on an event that would have profiled to the rest of the world some of the province's most unbelievable natural resource-related tourism opportunities. Given the bum's rush to a good news conservation story that would have been covered by more international media—television, radio, magazine and newspaper—than possibly any other fishing event in the world. But the Minister has said, "no thanks" to the enormous social and economic benefits—that is much needed jobs and revenue—that would have accrued to the province and the country. If you're wondering what I am talking about, it is the 2017 World Carp Championships. The organizers wanted to stage the 100-percent catch-and-release tournament in Lake Ontario around Toronto. It would have been only the second time the event would have been held in North America and the first time ever in Canada. But the Ontario Minister of Natural Resources has thumbed up his nose and scoffed at the international invitation. Why, you wonder? Well, it is because the organizers requested a simple Minister's variation order that would have allowed the contestants from 102 teams from 27 countries from around the world to use two fishing rods for the few days of the tournament. We're talking about a signature on a piece of paper for crying out loud. But it gets even crazier. Are you ready for this: If the anglers were sitting in boats tied to shore, two rods would be legal because it's the standard on the Great Lakes where the event would have taken place. But, if the anglers fish from shore, as is the custom in the World Championships, they would be deemed to be fishing illegally. Hence, the request for the short term variation order, which I would hasten to point out, is designed precisely to give the Minister the discretionary power to accommodate this very type of thing and is used prolifically by his counterparts in other provinces. Think it can't get any sillier? You'd better sit down for this one. While carp are one of the most sought after game fish worldwide—in places like Britain, Europe, Scandinavia, China, Japan and even the United States—they enjoy a much less celebratory status in Canada. As a result, there is no carp season in Ontario—it is open year round—and you can shoot them in many locations with a bow and arrow. Matter of fact, you can kill as many giant carp as your heart desires, even when they're spawning, and at the end of the day drag home the carcasses to fertilize your rose bushes. Canadian carp pro, Len Perdic shows the level of sophistication that carp angler's have gone to in pursuit of their quarry Understand what I am saying? The organizers wanted to profile to the rest of the world the amazing carp fishing that Ontario has to offer and in the process, educate Canadian anglers on the unbelievable angling opportunity for gigantic fish that they're failing to value and appreciate. They wanted to catch, handle carefully, quickly weigh and then safely release the very same fish they could legally shoot with bows and arrows. I know what you're thinking, but hold the thought, we're not finished yet. Against this potential social and economic windfall, the Ontario Ministry of Natural Resources is facing a massive fiscal shortfall. Fisheries science projects are being shelved, staff are being laid off and conservation officers are being told not to drive their boats and vehicles in order save money on gas. In an attempt to shore up its bank account, Premier Wynne has already indicated her intention to scrap the enormously popular conservation fishing licence, which was a godsend, forcing all anglers to purchase much more expensive full limit seasonal licenses. It is nothing more than a cash grab, of course, but it will have oh, so serious resource repercussions. Cash strapped young adults and first time anglers, the very folks we want to get outdoors and engaged in the sport will now think twice about buying an expensive license, as will the husbands and wives of avid anglers who only occasionally accompany their partners. But the bigger problem will be all the resident and non-resident anglers who start thinking that, since the province has done away with the half limit conservation license, there mustn't be any problem killing their limit every time they go fishing. Heck, they'll even argue that they paid for it. Talk about sending the wrong message. Compare that to the fact that the World Carp Championship organizers wanted to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars hosting one of the biggest events of its kind and profile, free of charge, Ontario's splendid tourist opportunities to anglers around the world, who will potentially visit the province, stay in its motels, hotels, resorts, campgrounds, provincial parks and tourist establishments. The visitors would frequent restaurants and dining rooms and do all the things international tourists do creating much needed social and economic benefits, creating jobs and filling the province's coffers. At the same time, the Championship would shine a bright light on an under-utilized and overlooked natural resource, which for the most part is being wasted today. And in the process it would educate resident anglers about how to enjoy the fishery responsibly, sustainably and ethically. But, in order to do it, the Minister of Natural Resources would have to sign his name on a piece of paper which he is not prepared to do. Like I said, you couldn't make up this stuff if you tried.

The regs specifically mention having to release even badly hooked out of season/slot fish. It's tough. Following the law says one thing, ethics on not wasting fish says another. Badly hooked fish do survive and their blood does coagulate best in water so decide fast to cut the hooks and get it back in the water.

Perfect for a Sunday morning and a coffee. With so many large pike, a great write-up and quality photos it's hard to point anything out really but the photo of the pike within the other pike is very cool, Thanks.

The site loads fine for me right now.

Figured I start a thread about Dads and our fishing/hunting/outdoor memories of them. One of my earliest and favourite ones is going fishing one night at my families cottage on Lake Nippising. At the time we lived in North Bay and it was less than a half hour drive door to door, of course as a kid it seemed like a cross country trek (What I would give to be a half hour from the cottage now). I would have been 6-7 at the time and we left home after my dad finished work one summer night. We stopped at the bait shop near the cottage. It was named Charlie's and the person who I took as Charlie had lost an arm below the elbow during the war. I likely asked too many questions about the arm but the only mention of it by my dad was discussing in the car afterwards what should, and shouldn't be asked by 7 year olds. We bought a white styrofoam container with a dozen dew worms and a lure I had never seen before. It was a crawler harness. Red beads, 2 bright silver blades and 3 hooks on wire line. I was sceptical. It was flat calm night in the bay which wasn't always the norm and we used the aluminum painted-to-look-like-birchbark sportspal instead of the boat. We pushed off and my dad rigged up the hardness as I dug out the fattest worm I could find in the container. He flipped the offering out and closed the bail, handing me the rod as he grabbed the paddle and started us towards the rocky shoals near by. We had just passed the first shoal and he said to get ready because the bass that lived there had been waiting all day for us to come by. On cue, my rod bent in half and a bass that was a sure world record in my seven year old eyes' came bursting out of the glass flat surface and the battle was on. After lots of shear panic on my part and laughter on my dad's, he lipped the bass at the side of the canoe. I always claimed it as my "4 pound smallmouth", but knowing what I know now about fishermen, even budding young ones, it might not have been even 3 pounds. I don't remember if we caught another fish so I guess we didn't, but I was sold on the new fangled crawler harness and a few years later it would catch my "4 pound walleye". Ice-cream from the roadside stand or a night sleeping in the bunk bed in the back room at the cottage before my mom and very little brother showed up in the morning... I don't know... ...I just remember the bass and that red harness hanging out of its mouth. What is your favourite memory?

How about now?

While we were fishing a narrow area there was a chipmunk right at the shore barking at us (so we thought). Next thing we know there was another one on the other side barking back. The first one starts moving side to side right at the shore the way a dog does right before it jumps in and sure enough, splash off it goes towards the other shore. My brother gets out his camera and films the second half of the swim. Commentary provided by my brother: Just after this guy gets to the shore the second chipmunk jumps in and swims to the other side and then the first one swims back to his original side. We were really hoping for a musky to make an appearance but it wasn't to be. As for the fishing, it was slow. But even after a day on the water he was still fishing while we loaded up to go home.

One man's junk, is another's treasure. Works out great that someone wanted something you didn't and you get a bit of cash for it.

You clearly have more faith in the driver then I do.

Kind of freaky. So you can see that big rock right before it hits your oil pan.

Harmless is interesting term. A quick list of things that are NOT harmless. Alcohol tobacco prescription drugs aspirin sugar food cars water the ground Seems kind os silly doesn't it.

Apparently it's not just the senate with no sense of humour.

ttt. We've narrowed it down but thought I'd get this to the top before the final decision.

Good thing alcohol and nicotine are not addictive, or harmful. It's Saturday morning. How many DUI's were there last night? I've never tried marihuana (I've never even tried a cigaret) and I'm not sure about the addictiveness, or effectiveness of pot but to rule it out as an option for people with health issues is more then narrow minded. Good thing our government is big on science and research. They'd never be tied to big pharma and want to protect their interests. Many western European countries have more relaxed laws for pot, maybe we should look at how that has, or has not, worked for them? Some of those sentences are sarcastic and I can't help you if you can't figure out which are, and which aren't.

I figured I was ok by a good margin, just wasn't sure where the measurement was from.

Familiar with the hight requirement for the need of a boarding ladder but I've never seen anything saying where this would be measured. Is it just the lowest point?

Ya, and about those musky spots you threw in for free...