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Sleep is highly over rated. Besides , you can sleep all you want once your dead.

We are a long way from using electric outside the urban environment, let alone industry or agriculture.

Two go to presentations. Bucktails in various colour and size or, bucktail harnesses

Glad your getting out Bruce....and getting some for the table. My 2 shore fishing trips this fall have both resulted in Skunks I don't think I've been skunked on 2 consecutive perch trips EVER.

 

Had Chicken Thighs from No Frills for supper again tonight

You??? Getting skunked ...TWICE!!!!!! That don't happen often.

Nothing better than time with your kids

The offspring and I went out to chase pannies this morning out along the Welland river. Although a bit slow at times, we were not disappointed. We did have to go through a whole lot of dinks, but we did get ourselves enough perch, gills and crappie for a nice feed. Boy do I love the fall.

You had a perfect day for the event. Sorry we could not make it out this year. This weekend was funerals and memorial services.

Sounds like a great time.

 

Next time, could you please take pictures so I can look at the background and figure out where you catch crappies?? lol

I would if I weren't having so many problems with photobucket.

Got all my kitchen chores done by noon, and I'm scratchin my noggin wondering what to do??? Despite it being wet and raw out, the daughter and I headed out to a small creekmouth for some fall crappie.

Spot #1 was a bust. No current and no minnows. 20 minute drive down the road to spot #2 fishing from a bridge. No crappie, but lots of slab gills to be had. We got in a good 3 hours chasing bluegills and perch until the raw damp got the better of us.

Guess what's on the menu tomorrow night?????

Jingle Bells, Jingle bells.....

Good to hear that Jack is OK. Kids usually bounce back quickly.

I read just about all of the fishing reports for a week in one evening, and stay away from a lot of the crap. Just have been sooo busy with farm, grand kids, deaths, etc.. I love all your fishing reports, and appreciate the time you put into them even if I get just a touch jealous these days.

As far as my own fishing, I'm lucky to get a couple of hours out with the kids and grandkids, but that all changes in a few more weeks.

Akrisoner, I feel badly for your generation. It is why so many young families continue to live with their parents. Mine included.

In 1975 1 hours minimum wage would buy 14 loaves of bread. Today's minimum wage buys 5 1/2 loaves. Buying power for the working family has been cut by more than half due to corporate greed and government taxation. Plain and simple.

Is the old Harvey wallbangers still in business? I still remember my subway/bus/street car rides with my grandfather, when we went to Honest Eds. We would stop in there for lunch. He said next to my grandmothers hot roast beef sandwich plate, Harvys was the best . I was probly 8-9 yoa then. long time ago.

 

Also remember when TTC ,s had thier lot at Lansdown and Bloor. Kept thier electric street cars and buss,s there. Loblaws was on the corner. Many days I dragged the shopping buggy for my grandmother from the house to the store and back. The thing that comes back to me back then is food stamps. Books and books of them. I never understood what it was about. I was a kid, being a kid. 5 cents for a small pop out of a cold bath of water. 2 cents for a black cat gum. Now that was a gum.

The old Lansdowne trolley yard is long gone. Stepfather drove buses and trolleys out of there for 10 years. I remember my Gram's big stack of green stamp books. Oh yeah,Brian! You forgot the one cent deposit on the glass bottles. I would collect a wagon full of the bottles every week for spending money at the corner store.

 

Did you ever get to the Old Victory Burlesque theatre on Spadina down by Chinatown? Was there for the tail end of the hippie Yorkville Ave, the Mynah Bird and the Riverboat coffee houses were still going, friend had a flat above the original Mr Sub there, great entertainment to watch the crowds from his window on a weekend before Yorkville became a yuppie boutique haven.

edit: another classmate stayed in Rochdale , lot of strange goings on there in the early 70's

How could I ever forget the Riverboat!!!!!! All my favourite folk singers played there. Not only did a lot of Great talent get their start there. You never knew who would show up and play in with the artist on the billboard. My favourite night was going to Massey Hall to hear Harry Chapin. Then grab a cab (EMPire 6868) to the Riverboat to hear his brother Tom play a set. Before that night was over. Harry and his band had joined in,as well as Valdy, and Murray,and one other (memory of who just escapes me at the moment). They weren't superstars back then. They would sit down and share a beer with you. It would just become one big singalong.

Not to many of my old haunts left any more in Toronto.The Bamboo, Algonquin, Knobby, Hernando's, Capt. John's. Greenjeans. Chico's on Bloor. the Woolworth's giant lunch counter at Queen, Holiday, GasWorks, etc... All gone

 

I lived not far from the Brunswick House when going to U of T, drank cheap in the men's room downstairs but occasionally upstairs with the " Climax Jazz Band " the house band in the early 70's, ladies and escorts were welcome there.

Getting kicked out of the Brunz was a rite of passage back then. Two weeks later you were back in and all was forgiven.

In "75" minimum wage was 2.25 hr. For that you could buy a premium mickey of rum. Cheapest place for beer in Toronto was the Brunz. You handed the waitress a deuce, which bought you a tray of 19 drafts and a tip for the girl. Wintario had just begun with Fay Dance. Subway fare was a quarter. Loaf of bread was .17 cents

I never had a father, but I had fantastic uncles. The dearest of them passed early this morning from a sudden onset of cancer. Thankfully he did not suffer long.

Harry B Lofgren was the eldest member of our extended family. He was a lifer with the RCN, a scoutmaster, loving husband and father, mentor and role model. I cannot begin to describe just how much this "Lofty" tower of a man meant to me. I do know that he even left a very big lasting impression on my own 2 children.

Uncle Harry loved the outdoors and loved fishing. He would not let disability deter him from fishing, even if it meant crawling on hands and knees to get in and out of the boat. He would never pass on an opportunity to drop a line.

Tonight it'll be "up spirits" alone. Pussers and lime as I toast his final "crossing the line"

The lad is getting big, Simon. They grow up sooo fast. Gotta love the carrot top. That is also one fine looking fish for sure.

I like 9-12 inch for keeping crappie.

I really love keeping slab gills for the pan. A much firmer and tastier flesh.

Had just started my work day when it hit. We were all called in to watch live, and told an hour later to cancel all loads to the U.S. as the borders had been closed.

Elton Motello

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9B2D2gwms0

Sounds like a great idea

Great link for those with FB.......

That was the link my daughter sent the Mrs.