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Thanks fer sharin'. It looks very remote like.

Around Lake Nipissing, in the Winter the food is pretty scarce, and the odd tid bits left behind are quickly scooped up local Gulls, Ravens, and the odd Red Fox.

Register this...

Wasn't too long ago, (1990 ish) Bell, was the only game in town. They were a telephone monopoly. Then they deregulated it. People switched back and forth between different carriers for awhile, until they discovered there were no "real" savings to be had. Maybe short term, in the way of lower long-distance rates, but not in the long haul, as we see the cost of basic services has skyrocked. I remember back then it cost about $20.00/mth for basic phone. Today it's around $80.00! Sure I get a couple x-tra features, but they make up the money the lose on long-distance, but they take it all back and then some.

Wow! Definitely the winner as a "Report of The Year" award. The way you described your flight from hell experience, to the whitewater shots (they looked like they came straight out of National Geographic, or Sports Ilustrated magazine!), made it seem all surreal like.

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets." The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in." "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," he answered. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

No offence, Ter, but what exactly are we supposed to be seeing there? I can make out the shape of lake Simcoe (in blue).

May the Creator bestow Jack the strenght to get through this difficult time.

Welcome back from...the stripey hole?

I figure you perty much answered yer own question.

Oh, did I fergit to mention the Sasquatch?

Try this link: http://www.ontarioparks.com/english/mass.html

Bizzare weather calls for innovative tactics.

Cool! I have one that looks a little like one of your's..

1 lb Venison; cut into bite-sized -pieces 1 ea 46-ounce can vegetable -cocktail juice (V-8) 1 ea 28-ounce can whole tomatoes; -undrained and chopped 2 md Red onions; chopped 1 tb Worcestershire sauce 1/8 ts Hot sauce 4 lg Potatoes; peeled and cubed 3 md Carrots; sliced 4 sm Yellow squash; sliced 3 ea To 4 stalks celery; thinly -sliced 2 md Green peppers; cut into 1- -inch pieces Combine first 6 ingredients in an 8-quart Dutch oven; bring to a boil. Reduce to medium heat; cover and cook 30 minutes, stirring occasionally. Stir in potatoes and carrots; cover and cook for 20 minutes. Add remaining vegetables to soup; cook, uncovered, 10 additional minutes or until vegetables are crisp-tender. Yield: 4 quarts.

Isn't like, really polluted?

How's this?

Granny's all set ta start a fryin'

Perhaps if you ask Irishfield, he could shed some light, as he frequents the area.

Don't know what area your mom lives in, but.......when you consider how many drug addicts, bums, and convicts that are unable to get suitable employment, what can a person expect. Imagine a convict being released from prison. Even if he had the most honourable intentions, there probably isn't a single employer who will want to hire him/her. That person is going to get frustrated and angry at society.

Maybe replace with a new solenoid, as well as any else "rusted".

I'm surprised there's 8 to ten inches of ice!

Welcome to the world of Ice (?) Fishing. Hope you have some fun. I hope you do not become disappointed if your request for "lots of fish" is not fullfilled. Due to the effects of global warming, do not be surprised if your best made plans are laid to waste due to lack of safe ice conditions. They're calling for above zero temps fer the week-end, which isn't at all connnduuuuciiiiiiiiiiive to making water freeze.

Why thats a heapin' helpin' of hospitaliteeeeeee!