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they didnt need a backcheck, buffalo was so dismal they couldnt even break out. The passing was sloppy and guys were missing pucks everywhere, buffalo is just so bad that they couldnt even capitalize on it.

My dock needs a bit of work

If the leafs played like they did last night against a team like LA or Chicago etc they would have lost. Their passes were sloppy and scrambled. it was a tough game to watch in person. Kadri looked crap (surprise surprise) Gardiner started Shakey but then was a stud by the end. Kessel and Lupul looked dangerous, and Bozie was leaps and bounds better than kadri. Buffalo is my take of the Connor Mcdavid sweepstakes, although apparently Carolina is even worse! Still no wins!

i personally use the walk out to my hut and the beer inside of it to keep warm heaters in Ontario though? Bunch of wimps!

keeping my autographed scrivens jersey Player of the week!

got tickets for tonight! gotta love contractors

I started using a 3 foot lead of fluro this weekend and the results spoke for themselves a PB. I would say most important is presentation of the jig itself when fishing. Call me crazy but the way you hold your bait in the water is everything, I personally have always found that if I get my presentation just so, I will outfish everyone in the boat. for me its all about sitting the hook on the bottom, and then finding the point where I can put load and tension on the line but still have it sitting right on the bottom. Every 10 seconds a quick pop and putting it right back on the bottom with tension. For me at least, hovering over the bottom, or too much slack on the jig while it sits on the bottom makes all the difference. Personally my trick to get it perfectly is to hold my rod with one hand and let the tip of my rod be completely free to teeter totter to ensure the jig is loaded but not moving. This can be much more difficult when drifting a lot or there being lots of current. I rig my minnows through the bottom lip and top lip as far back as I can without puncturing the sucker's brain.

Being from Flin Flon Manitoba and knowing of the epic April Burbot Derby and fish fry I know all about their table worthyness. Personally I am not a huge fish eater, I will eat a bit of pickerel here and there, but other white fish I am not so big on. Dave was a bit upset I put it back in hindsight, but lets just say, since it was the first burbot I ever caught in GB it got lucky.

This time of year is a zoo, in a couple weeks it will quiet right down as most of the islanders close up for good. Being a winterized main lander means that I can be out on the water till the ice arrives, and of course the closer the ice gets, the hungrier the fish get. I would say that in three weeks time we will really be hitting prime time. Hopefully this is a sign of things to come.

Recap of this weekends trip in Pointe Au Baril I headed up from the big smoke Thursday night and woke up long before sunrise on Friday morning, Heavy frost but clear skies and calm winds, a gorgeous day to be out on the lake. pulled into the river in the tinner to find it absolutely loaded with people. Find a spot actually somewhat distant from most groups of boats so not too bad at all. Commence fishing. We jigged for about 3 hours without a bite...we then headed up stream to the shallows near the waterfalls. Started casting spoons and plugs for pike, and still absolutely nothing. Then decided to get adventurous and headed across some rocks into a weird bay with a waterfall at the end of it. Hit the rocks nearly beached ourselves lol. Went into the bay towards the hidden waterfall if anything the scenery was unbelievable and extra neat because it was in an area where most boats do not dare tread Finally as we approached the waterfall, dave had a willing small pike take a stab at his wobbler, pulled drag, but then came off. Needless to say we were getting a bit rattled at this point. We continued our troll through the bay and back out. Nothing doing. We then left the river and tried another favorite spot of mine and once again the bite for pike, perch bass or anything that would take line was still off. We finally decided to head back in for some food at about 2 in the afternoon. Bait Shop, sandwiches and a refuel later we were back in the boat at 4pm to head back into the river to jig the sunset bite. Tried a slightly different spot, got lots of bites and finally hooked into a rock bass aha! we then sat and watched as one particular boat in a hole that has produced for me many times before start producing some fish. I think they caught 5 or six in total, while the other 23 boats in the area looked on. Consensus out on the water was that we were in for a bust and that the pickerels were just not quiet ready to move in yet. Headed back as dark fell...10 hours on the water without a single fish to show...rough day indeed, dave feeling it even more than I as he had been skunked on Stoney Lake the previous weekend. Saturday arrived with a roar, we woke up to grey skies and moderate winds, headed towards the river this time with the old man being the chauffer in the 16 foot glasstron, a ...when a monsoon began. It reminded me of forrest gump when he described all of the different types of rain, we literally had every single type. There was a point that as we sat there and it was pouring hard...the water droplets changed to gigantic ones which made the rain even more hard. I actually had to laugh as we had now been on the water approaching 14 hours without a fish and here we were committed as ever to nab a damn fish. That morning due to the weather the crowds were a lot less which meant we were able to get into that sweet spot where the boat had been hauling them in the night before. But just our luck absolutely nothing was happening. I got a bit bored, and decided that throwing out a minnow rap and letting it drift down river 100 meters out to the reef was a cool idea as an ultra slow retrieve placed a stationary presentation of a current enduced action. First cast, bang a willing 1 pound smallie took the bait. Although small, it felt good to set the hook into something other than sunken tree lims, weeds and rocks The morning ended once again as every other trip but just a lot wetter. As the winds picked up during the afternoon the lake began to flood higher than i have ever seen, and our dock cribs all ended up underwater making getting back to shore after fishing interesting. (note an acrobatic movement using the ladder was needed to get back to shore. back to the bait shop, fuel food etc. and back on the water. We head into the river to another spot of ours, with the wind absolutely howling at 50kmh and the chop heading in getting pretty big. It took us half an hour to get anchored and hold, while watching the other 26 boats (yes i counted, ridiculous i know) struggle to stay anchored. There was some pretty good near misses with unsuspecting jiggers catching gusts and narrowly getting the engines revved to avoid. As the wind howled and the sun set, we had some bites, with dad willing to stay late with the sonar and nav lights dusk fell, when finally i felt that all familiar weight hit my line, tug...tug, i dont think ive ever set the hook so smooth and hard in my life. This one has weight...and its peeling line....as i fight i think, this isnt a pickerel this thing is pulling drag and kicking like a pike...its gotta be a decent pike...fight fight fight, the fish comes to the surface, but it isnt snake like...Dave nets it....dude that is a friggin beaut----DUDE THATS A BURBOT ahahha. Nasty bugger. Caught myself a 5lb burbot, just disgusting. The fact that we had finally caught something after approaching 20hours on the lake had the boat buzzing and our spirits and confidence had finally improved a bit. It got too dark and we headed home for dinner. My old man debated at dinner whether he could be bothered to head back out the following morning if we had been fishing for 2 full days now without a pickerel. I convinced him that this might be his last go for the year. He couldnt bail on us now. The wind ripped all night and finally blew itself out a bit by morning. The gusts were strong but not the hurricane we had experienced the previous evening. The temperatures were also a lot colder and cloudy, a lot like a true november day. I said to myself, maybe that storm will change these darn fishes minds. Back to the river we went a little later as I think that storm put us into a deep slumber. But hence we went and dropped lines... This morning started off different right off of the bat. First of all i thought about what Bill told me "Dark lures dark water" that water was ink black, so with the black jig i went. We were getting taps here and there and fish seemed to be cleaning bait off of our lines and would make the rounds around the boat harrassing us, the action was keeping us entertained when i finally felt something actually take the hook, set...and would you believe it, after 20+ hours i caught a perfect eater. A few boats noticed and began to creep on us attempting to get a piece of the action, when as i look back at my dad, i notice that his rod is bent right over and he seems to be struggling, I pass it off as a snag, "snag"...wait what the heck dad! Dave get the net hes got a fish! and what a fish! 22 inches The boat rejoices, the fishing gods have finally paid dividends!...the moral is high when as i am sitting looking at dave, my line patiently sitting with tension on the bottom, with the boat still drifting all over the place on the anchor due to the gusty winds, i notice that my rod all of a sudden feels like theres a 8lb weight hanging on it...lift rod, holy crap thats a bloody fish. And this time its not burbotish lol. reel reel reel fight fight....there it is...that golden siloute...the beatiful shape and colour of the biggest pickerel I have ever caught in my life. Netted and lift it up to a course of "HOLY SHI---" from the boat next to us. 24 inches and fat as all hell A quick smile to our neighboring encroaching boat and a "back to spawn boys!" fish back in the lake and a congrats from the boat...perseverance finally paid off I am still buzzing while at my desk today!

At this point it has become more than just about the jersey being thrown on the ice. really the gesture is old now, its more about creating delays in the hockey game. throwing them during faceoffs and crap. It had impact the first time it was done, if a jersey gets thrown on the ice every single time they lose the message is lost. Still better than being booed and your hometown fans being out cheered by the opposition fans while at home. I haven't ever heard of this happening in any Canadian city except one.

Never said the team wasn't crap, you would have to be delusional to think they were good, just like thinking the Senators are a good team. If someone tells you that Toronto is as good as LA Chicago Dallas or St. Louis then they are probably blind or living in 1993. If you think the senators are respectable at all at any time then you are probably delusional as well.

just another kid half my age that dominates me in the stats! Congrats!

what a pleasant surprise it is when you think its a Thursday but the day is actually a Friday... Worked out in my favour...that game Saturday was awesome. FYI the jersey throwers so far have all been guys wearing ISO jersey knock offs. I own one and can spot them from a mile away. I have one they are 30 bucks and crap quality. No one in their right mind would actually throw away a 200 dollar jersey regardless of how crap the team is.

Why does everyone keep thinking Toronto is playing tonight? You are the second person in the last half hour to mention the game being tonight lol. Also Gardiner has been confirmed to be playing tomorrow. my guess is Polak is out. Who were Spezza's linemates last year? theres a laugh for you You actually think Spezza wont like playing somewhere warm, where he can be out of the spotlight and scrutiny on a really good team? No of course hed rather live in one of the most boring cities in canada where its friggin cold and snowy and everyone boos him at home.

Ya, Spezza is such a problem with his 3 points in 4 games...puhlease guys he just needed to get the hell outta Notawa

now you have my mind racing....

Id love to train my pup to retrieve but i think hes a bit too energetic for the watch portion. he loves fishing though and even likes trying to hook himself a lot! What a day though, nice fish!

cant wait to get out in the Shawanaga in 2 weeks, its eyes time! Great job that things a beast

actually a pretty good article explaining how kessel may be the best winger the leafs have ever had. http://theleafsnation.com/2014/10/7/why-phil-kessel-is-the-best-leafs-winger-of-our-lifetime A buddy of mine is an editor on this site, its pretty good.

the pointe au baril area is absolutely teaming with pike, and the smallie population as i have found out since I started fishing them this fall is right up there too. I would even go out on a limb and say that they are the top two species in the area.

sit Polak he was useless last game and cost them the first goal. I know that Gardiner is better than Polak

This show always has a reference for everything