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At the time I quit, a cousin-in-law and I were managing the gym in Moose Factory. Exercise didn't help... but then again, there was little cardio. Stick with that to keep off the fat, and good luck.

August 3rd, 2003. Is it OK to have one now??? Good for ya man! Prepare to taste food and put on 20 pounds. Ten years later you'll still be making up for years of having your appetite suppressed. lol.

Been back and forth past two days with these two tunes. First is several kids covering an awesome tune from Tool. If you haven't heard either version, you should. Second tune is all about losing myself to dance. lol. Great video someone has edited to a new Daft Punk tune. http://devour.com/video/kids-cover-tools-46-and-2/ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBXv37PFcAQ

Too perfectly witty! Bring on a day of icing pannies to thicken the blood... then let the real blood bath begin.

Remarkably, past three years have all seen the exact same number of days fished. Wished 2013 I fished just one more. That was a wave??? Pretty sure you were giving the one finger salute. Tired of being in your shadow Brian. So tired. But seriously... thinking your tube needs to hit some spring runoff tribs and you double drift your way into a pile 'o steelies. Geen would be doable no? Thanks fellers.

Caught much of the pics on Facebook. As always Marc, you've got 'em dialed in and I'm sure your clients appreciate that. Solid season Mr.

Probably gonna be it for the year Dave? If so, you went out catching fish and reel in some quality too. Good shootin!

Steady trickle to about 2:00am Wayne when the final patient made it through. Puck in the head with a big laceration. Was playing on ice right beside the Queensway Carleton Hospital but chose to drive through a snow storm rather than wait 8 hours in the ER there overnight. Can't blame him. After that I was You-Tubin (I mean swamped with quality control duties ) the night away. 60 hours down in 5 days. 2 1/2 off then back to t. December/January & July/August are the busiest work months of the year. Hopefully they all go smooth as two nights ago. You know Lew it does. Four days after the biggun went fishing for smallies and couldn't have cared less if one was caught. Even though I really do like smallie fishing. Understanding your sickness more now young feller... after all those years muskie fishing you're pretty well chronically ill I'd bet.

AUTUMN RUSH. A rush through autumn this year? Absolutely yes. From onset the winds have blown harder than I can remember, and sunny days have come few. Warm summer waters plummeted to freeze within a snapping instant and the grass which lingered green turned snow-covered white at the flick of a winters switch. This past season time and nature moved far too quick, and yes, for certain it did rush by... at least for me. Although as seemingly little time as there has been this fall, for the most part fishing has proved quite fruitful. A constant with autumn is the threat that the hours are winding down, the cold is coming and days will simply disappear quick. That the fishing season is one that will rush, no matter how long you want it to last. Unlike spring and summer there is no next season afloat on the water to look forward to. At its end now this 2013, with the boat put away and the expectation to soon walk on ice and drill holes for whatever is next, I have a some down time to rest and reflect on the past two months... September 26th fishing kicked off with what has personally become my best, happiest and most memorable fish of this year. With my friend Len along, fishing the St. Lawrence River for the first time, I caught and released an exceptional muskie which measured in at 56 X 26 inches, weighing in three times to average nearing a miracle fifty. To this day I am still shaking my head in awe. (with Brenda's personal best Arctic char aside) and there is a strong consideration to have this muskie replicated as a mount in the future. The fish could very well be one of those once-in-a-lifetime catches, as it's understood muskie are hard to come by. But after its release I'll admit to having had a difficult time for nearly a month thinking about any other kind of fishing. Bit by the muskie bug??? Uh huh, Fo’ Sho!... And so through several weeks while abnormally riddled with intermittent cold & flu symptoms, when other chances arose to chase after them big esox, a best energy was summoned to do just that. Smallmouth season took a backseat to some extra opportunities for muskie, as the question of "was that Larry fish just a fluke," needed to be answered. Three more trips to the river and first and second rounds went to me, catching a couple more solid fish that despite not hitting 56-inches were still quite respectably large. The final round I took the skunk, even after marking several big hooks on the sonar. Going 3 for 4 on the Larry with these fish was evidence of great possibilities to come and a definite pattern for developing. Outside of this too, my friend Andy and I made a "quick" trip to LSC for a second go on that muskie factory there. Day 1 we fished out of Belle River, an 8:00am muskie was all that would come of it and by 1:00pm we were off the water making haste to our motel as heavy rains and winds chased us to shelter. Day 2 from the Thames we tucked out of sight to enjoy a full day of sun and fishing. Several small to average skis came to the boat including some incidental walleyes, but no real giants were caught. Planned to fish two more days, that night after dinner we decided to pack it in and head home at sunrise. Forecasts of 40mm of rain starting next morning, then dropping temps to near freezing with high winds for the following, we had to bail. So finally, for a last shot at muskie for the year I revisited the Rideau after a two year absence, to try "jigging" 'em. Well it worked! It all worked as a matter of fact, finishing the year's muskie trips at 6 for 7 with only the one skunk. Since 2009 muskie had not received any great efforts around home here, and having gone into 2013 knowing that come autumn they were something I wanted to target more, this season was happily rewarding. There is finally once again fishing to greatly look forward to for next year as far as muskie are concerned. As said the bass fishing took the backseat this year. One day in spring and six more this fall was the year's worth. Early on there were a couple days greatly enjoyed with friends Pat, and as well Doug. Also, I took a morning in the WarCanoe before Thanksgiving dinner to explore the Mississippi River near home. Some feisty pike and one rather solid eye around four pounds were the spoils. Two more shortened days out in the Bomber on local lakes, a back lake day in the WarCanoe and one snowy-blowy soggy nasty frigid afternoon in the float tube, it became apparent that unlike 2012, bassin' wasn't where my head was at this Fall. Truth be told, consecutive trips for bass it snowed and one drove freezing rain so deep into my bones I'm still thawing out. Obviously the bites those days were very slow but other days there were no excuses, my mind and energy was on other things. During the one day tubing a short video was shot for the heck of it. Float Tube Diddy. Rounding the corner into November Quinte walleye fishing began. On an 18 trip no skunk streak dating back three years, I entered into walleye fishing on The Bay with the intent to simply put fish in the boat. Often my guests aboard the Lund reel in most of the lines as the interest for me is more about their company, their having a good time and us getting into good quality and quantities of what are the biggest and best eyes to be found anywhere. Six trips in 2010 for 72 fish, six in 2011 for 72 fish, six trips in 2012 for 70 fish, and a hit on a line about every half hour on an averaged out 5-rod spread. While during recent years some folks were maybe selling off their gear and whining the fishery isn't what it was, as a newcomer I was certainly impressed with what it still is to this day. Over the seasons the spreads and lures have changed a little, using of course boards, dipsies, snap weights and leadcore to find what works best, but all those things mean Jack if you're not tuned in to how your lures are being managed from their apex. That's where you sit in your boat and ensure you are thinking and doing what you can in order to locate and catch fish. Unfortunately this season I had wanted six days to continue monitoring that personal trend with Quinte's Fall walleyes, but work and gnarly winds cut me short at 3 1/2 days. Late start with an early finish, October 29th my father and daughter Leah came along. That day I took my first and worst beating to date going 1 for 2 with only sheephead caught, and Leah losing her walleye just a few feet behind the boat. Almost not wanting to return but having marked so many fish, next day Rob & Rob made the tour and we pounded 'em pretty good at 14/20 with the three sheep in the mix; which they were happy to finally photograph. Two weeks passed before getting back but with my friend Luke aboard on November 14th we nailed all eyes but one, going 17/20 with a four rod spread. Two quadruple headers with the first one handed entirely to Luke, three double headers and several singles, it was busy action from start to finish. Luke appreciated that initiation while continuing to obliterate personal bests all day long. High fives, fist pumps and big laughs is what a solid outing on Quinte is all about. Finally, November 20th an overdue day with an old buddie Ian proved fun out there as well. 11/11 with Ian and I insisting the other take this one screamer which, after Ian obliged turned out to be his personal best at 12 1/2 pounds. Big fish this year was 13 pounds, 4 ounces and there were great numbers over 10. Decent numbers of eaters for the table too. Really appreciated the great times with the fellas this season, so cheers to them. Took a day last week to walk some water for steel. This kind of fishing reminds me how out of shape I am, for the long days standing unevenly and miles put on the feet seem to stiffen every muscle and joint for days afterwards. It's worth it though, as seeing that float drop and setting into some bright chrome makes any and all efforts quite rewarding. When steelheading I am a huge clutz, fumbling often, slipping on icy slopes, and needing to retie probably more than most. Yet again, that plus making great drifts and presentations is all certainly part of that style of fishing which to look forward to, and being that it is a weak point in an ongoing personal desire to evolve into a better multi-species angler, it is an obvious fishing challenge to take on. On this day all went well. The morning picked up three fish with two lost, and come afternoon I went one for three. Not gang busters by any means but great for me, and enough to whet the whistle and keep me grinning for the ride home. It may turn out I take another day or two steelheading before year's end, but if not spring is just around the corner. That's Fall in a rush. The WarCanoe flipped and tarped before the freeze, and The Bomber tucked away cozy now on blocks in the garage. Ice gear will soon be organized, the Bravo will be home and the auger fired up. Before long I'll be possessed by the greys until winter thaws away. Stay safe on the ice. Bunk.

You'd pretty well have to drill a hole in a Lund to make it leak.

They are very few I'd bet now, but out there are still some small, isolated communities in this country which live by such similar practices, maintain such harder lifestyles, and thrive by a bounding pulse of belonging, sharing and being part of a greater surviving family. Peawanuck is one which comes to mind. Two things learned in this thread, is that Shane is younger than I thought. lol. Cool upbringing too. And my wife could easily save me if the power goes out and taps turn off. lol.

By this time of year Wendigo Psychosis would have already set in.

Some thankful fellas and a few heroes of the day are at home right now all counting their blessings. Good show from Scott, Sheldon and all others involved. Spent a number of days out there now, and have yet to suffer much more than a two foot chop. Wind sites like Windguru and Windfinder do a great job steering to the best weather days, and those looking to fish the bay should consider having those sites in their back pocket. Besides, if you have the choice of your days, calm and comfortable leads to better boat, crew, boards and lure control, and IMO are the BEST and safest days to be enjoyed on big Lady O. No need to stress for giant gold socks cause they'll still be swimming and putting up wimpy fights the next day. More important than the fish though, is the boat and lives within it... Know your limits and if your gut is telling you to get off the water, get off the water. About kayakers... in the past two years I've seen a few here and there and never on a day when weather and waves was of any concern. Even if it was, these guys are wearing their vests, have a vessel that will probably still float even if upside down, they have warm clothes on under waders to help them through the colder days fishing, they can pretty much beach wherever they want along any shoreline if safety becomes an issue AND, the fellas noted aren't at all far from the launches where they put-in anyhow. Yeah cold water kills, but that'd be true for anyone in a boat or yak or tube that pushes their boundaries. Happy this turned out OK... it could have been a tragic tale or reminder for us all, but instead it's just a reminder.

Wicked! Building up Stonehenge with one simply innovative idea at a time.

Bear wasn't the problem. Guy putting the bear out its misery wasn't "really" a problem either. Problem nowadays is everyone is the Paparazzi.

Unsure if those good ole Sorels are still made as well as they once were, but duct tape aside on one of two pairs of these boots owned, at 19 & 20 years old now, original liners and laces (on one pair) these boots are still as warm as ever. Incredible longevity and 10 years of nearly double winter use in the north.

There are many... but there is a place on this earth and a person whom has shared it with me, that is likely our greatest fishing memory. A great number of pics could be found from there... http://ontariofishingcommunity.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=66825

Little bit of an eyeroller, yet overall quite funny. Thanks.

Solid point. Welfare.

First time ever icefishing the fella who took me used moose meat and I had bacon. We both caught specks. lol. Wonder which a shark would really prefer?

Watched that vid last night and thought that was about as innovative as it gets... the watched Red Chair Swing and howled. Wiebe is a dweeb and funny as heckle.

No rush. Angler will tell his tale how he sees fit. His catch, his life. Looking forward to viewing this giant as I've take a much bigger interest in muskies this past fall, and this fish is a biggun judging by these preliminary details. LSC, Nipissing, St. Larry's, Ottawa, and even Rideau (for it's size) have all coughed up some great specimens seen online through 2013. Awesome to know the quality of the fishery is what it is, and that by some people's view is improving each year.

Splake are such buggers most days. Good catchin!

Have only used the STX and limited at that over the years. No problems and I like it, but you would actually use yours 20 times more than I likely would. Bass fishing this season has been quite limited, sorry we didn't get the chance to get out.

Mississippi River is a gem from top to bottom. From the lake through Lanark County into Frontenac is some super pretty country. Travelled from Crotch to Mississippi Lake and the number of smallies up top, with decent numbers of largemouth, pike and walleye in parts can make for some solid fun fishing days. Thanks for the report... got me reliving a little. Ragged and King's Chutes were favorite places along the way.