misfish

I remember paying $4.99. Inflation is killer. LOL

If we get a a few days of no wind and -10 or more, the whole lake would set up. I have not seen any mist/steam ,coming off the water for a long time. It,s ready to harden up. I know my feet would like a break from the waders and the cold river waters.

Theres no white fish there anyways David. Im not concerned. LOL + 7 today,then -8 Saturday. WTH

Thick skin bud,thick skin.

I would imagine, as couch now has 7".

Sails needs to come to Barrie.

Cant spend BPS/CABELAS gift cards at sails. LOL

Did we really need to pound them that bad ? We have a goalie, that's for sure. Is Slovakia that good ? Lead the US til the 3rd period .

PHOOY. LOL

Was at Cabelas this morning for boxing day. YAWNNNNNNNNN

Do they eat Musky Rog ?

I was leaning towards that Doug.

A few emails back and forth with friends since hearing of this from Dutch, this is happening down there. They fish in groups. My question to them was, why even bother ? Looking over your shoulder all the time ? This is b s It,s a real ( insert rated R here ) shame that these kind of humans need to go to this length to feed their habits.

So does this mean your going back to live bait ? If so,my statement above, still stands. LOL JAW JACKER

You need alllllll the help you can get.

This morning I had the camera at the ready, and not a single critter came by. Go figure. LOL

Yup, and these pan handlers at enter sections is getting out of hand. Seems they are not getting cracked down on hard enough.

I woke up early this morning and had this tingling feeling in my toes. It almost felt like I had happy feet. I got up, grabbed the waders and tied bags from a month ago , and decided to go for a walk with pole in hand. I knew the water was going to be high and cold, but a walk on this day was what I must do. I sat looking at 0 degree temp on the dash. Open the window and no breeze to be felt. I make the walk from the truck ,down a fresh snow covered path. Not a single print from human or animal. Once I got close to the waters, I start to see hoof prints. Santas reindeer ? The sound of silence is through out the bush. Not a single peep from a bird,a hoot from an owl, not even a branch quiver from a squirrel. Very strange I thought. I get to my spot and the water is as expected. High, but the color is to my liking. I sit for a bit,having a sip of my java,assemble my pole and reach for my bait. In a distance I hear a faint whistling sound. Then all of a sudden,there was a flock of about 12 or so whistlers. They fly over head at such a speed. Behind them, another flock and then another. Then silence again. I start my quest to cast and to try and hook up. This went on for an hour without a single hit. As I am scanning the area down the river a bit,I see a wake coming my way along the shore line. By the looks of it,I could see it was something of great size. I paused my drifting, stood still and waited for it to approach nearer and nearer. I knew what it had to be and did not want to scare it off. As it swam nearer and nearer,I could see the large black form. It was only feet from me when it came up. Yes,mr/mrs beaver was making it,s way. He/she surfaced right in front of me. He/she, just held there in the current still like. I didn't move. The moment was so surreal. The beaver stayed in front of me for what seemed like minutes. I took in the moment we had and it was time to say farewell. Off the beaver went, further up the river. With that wonderful thing behind me, it was time to start drifting again. Trying different presentations throughout my morning, I was still not able to hook up. Not even a swing and miss. As if I was done with nature, I was greeted by a loud mouth chirpy chipmunk . You would think I was fishing his hole the way he was blasting me. After about 5 or so minutes of him running up and down a pine tree, yapping and yapping at me, he went on his way. Thank goodness, as he was disturbing my peace and quiet. Getting to the point of thinking it,s home time, I hear a snap. I'm like, ok ,whats this. I stood like a statue. Then a snap again. With the snow on the ground,it was hard to tell what was. I swivel my head very slowly in the direction of the sound and there they were. 2 young deer. These might of been the same ones I seen in October, but who knows. They came from the same direction as before. I stood still,and waited. As before, they came down,drank from the rivers edge. They looked my way, but never seemed to think I was danger. After about 5 minutes drinking and a bit of nibbling on tree limbs , they walked away from me and crossed the river. Same as they did before. They got out of the water,shock like a dog would do,and they were gone. Never once did they raise their tails as an alert sign. After a few more drifts and no hooking up still, it was time to pack up and call it a morning. I did not hook up this morning with a fish, but I did hook up with nature .Being one that enjoys the sport of hunting, it was very appreciating to have been graced with the presents of wildlife,while just being out there enjoying this fantastic morning. The word I'm looking for I think is ? APPRECIATIVE.

Thanks for posting Dutch. You did the right thing. Just making awareness, is good enough. I don't care about spots, just safety.

Big buddy next week at cabelas,$130. Boxing day sale.

We know who,s supplying the salsa dip. LOL

Bartering has it,s bonuses. Received in return for my service, a bag full of venison. Win win for both involved. Simple ingredients and I am having Sloppy doe for dinner.

Who Who? The owl said,,,,,,,,,,,,,, This may sound mean,but when I am asked how long a lead from the float,I raise it up an show them. Wow,only 3 ft ? They do not noticed the bobber stop 6 feet up from the float. Cant teach/tell them everything. LOL

No. I hear tell,bottom bouncers there, do not get along with the float guys.

Where,what,how, when. LOL Sorry David,couldn't resist.