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I gotta agree. The climb takes practice. Further, cutting while up there requires knowledge as well. I've been knocked right out of a tree when a limb swung back.

Sadly I have watched in total amazement as Ron James completely ignored a group of kids at the Fishing Show one year.

Congratulations Love the first pic. That expression is priceless. ' Hey! You lookin at me?'

Long story short, Wife won't let me go too far without another person in tow. I'm not well. Things happen Got the son up real early and in Orillia by 7. Not bad. "Shoulda bin there yesterday" was all I heard. Not that we didn't catch fish. Hundreds of dinks everywhere. Every once in a while there would be that we glimmer of hope for a better bite. 10 hours later I'd only put together 2 feeds. The son added one. Met a young couple new to perchin and showed them how to rig up and switch to minners. They were having a blast. Funny thing is he spent most of the day sleeping in the car(woman plumb tuckers him out ) So for me it was a nice day out. There were a few moments where I needed to sit. Mother would have been right PU'd if I had fallen in again. Even more PU'd at the son for crashing in the car. Here's the evidence: I could sit along that Orillia shoreline for a month straight and never get bored.

That's a community dock and private . Got chased outta there 3 years back. There used to be a public launch on Crooked Bay, but it got sold off.

There may still be a ramp at the Big Chute. There is a campsite on the pool side of the road and opposite that is a dock and ramp.

Nearest, and expensive, bait shop is on hwy#12 just east of the 400. As I recall, both Wauwatosa (Tolles)and 6 Mile (White's) marinas have pay launches. Hungry Bay is near middle to both. Wauwatosa is on Crooked Bay Rd. 6 Mile is on same offramp as provincial park

Algoma Central RR used to along the Agawa canyon.

Boy! I say Boy! ( Pays attention to me there son) . Go fetch me my shootin iron out of the back of the truck Cleavis. There's a tree here that needs teachin a lesson. To think I grew up with fellas just like you

In the mid 1980's we had the big swine flu scare in Toronto, Emergency and contigency protocols were established. Immunization was strongly urged, but not ordered mandatory, for health care workers. We had the big media blitz on radio, television and print. The end result, more health care workers were incapacitated by the vacinne than the virus. Truth is that in this crowded world, disease travels faster than any policy or program. Governments don't have the oomph to lay down quarantines like they once did. Any body remember the red cards that were posted to your door if you had mumps or measles. Immigrants used to be quarantined on arrival. Closing the border to specific nationals. These are measures which are designed to slow the spread of an outbreak until suitable countermeasures can be put in place.

The place I know is in Annapolis county on the secondary route connecting Annapolis with the South shore. It's a lot more developed now as opposed to 30 years back. We'd rent a canoe and head for the backwater far from the beach for a weekend.

Thursday night doing the Yonge st. strip til last call and dragging the poor fella to the Bay st terminal for the overnight to Sudbury. A return ticket and chump change pinned to his jacket. He got back late the next morning. He got even 2 years later though

We have done some terrible things to future husbands at stags. One gag involved a round trip to Sudbury overnight

A VCR is one of them thingamajigs us older types cling to because we have hundreds of VCR tapes that would cost a small fortune to convert or replace. Same kinda idea as the phonograph and LP records.

You fellas got out and, despite the weather, were catching a fish dinner. Life is good

I'm usually there every spring but I gotta stick closer to home right now.

There are no ugly fish. Ugli people yes , but fish no Their fins often light up a bright green.

It's a rare day when you get one like that. WTG

I wasn't sure I was getting out today. It was grey and a raw wind from the East. Did another road cleanup instead and decided on a nap. By 3 the sun was shining and the wind dying so off I go. The rains stirred things up real good. Took a while to figure the bite. Today's mix of baits were cutbait and worms. I was surprised to have this fella hit a worm. Went 5 for 7 in the 4 hours out this evening. Don't know what the last one was. Probably another big carp. He took off and never slowed down. Spooled me in all of 2 minutes.

Boys weekend/bush party. A little fishing, cards, food and BEER.

Me uncle was a navy lifer. Spent a lot of time at his home in Dartmouth and Oyster Pond as a kid. Did a stint at 'Corny' and would take leave up at the park for some paddlin and fishing.

That does make a big difference if they did not contract the work. The collection route is the only other option, but on smaller sums the return can be negligible.

Nice looking brookies. Don't need the lake name. Were you up Raven Haven way or down along the eastern shore?

Lots of coffee, and pepperettes (the good ones) from Stemmlers, or homemade venison or moose.

Put a lien on the property. Then, when he wishes to settle the matter, be difficult to reach.