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And it's perfectly legal.. Sooo.... floss on everyone!! HD

Wow! I've fished lake Wanup through the ice... but we only get chainies there.. Dems some purty fish there. kewl! HD

Saw a rig hauling hundreds of chickens the other day... Cages pilled high and in full view.. You shoulda see the poor buggers at the bottom of the pile. Quite the interesting odor while driving on the 401. Advertising succesful moose hunts is one thing.. this, made me think twice about eating KFC. HD

Holly mother of.... CHROME! In the famous words of Wayne Campbell and Garth Haggar... We're not worthy! Dang I need to hit up a USA trib. you suck. HD

I conquer. Rattling raps get some attention also. HD

Package for 2, including accomodations and a bull tag. Only a 1000 bones a person! Don't know how many tags are allocated for zone 40, but we havn't had one for 8 years. We really get the sour end of that deal eh?! HD

No problem Wayne! It must have been spectacular from the air.. Have a great fall. HD

heheeheeeh. Doncha just wanna pet it?! Bubbles would be a happy boy if he saw those lynx pics. They're so cool! Great report Wayne. I like your reports, as they always point to a larger picture than just the outdoors.. You trully are blessed bud. cheers HD

Sweet report Wayne! You sure have some nice toys. And a big yowsah on that Nipigon trip. Nice to know you've been broadening your horizons outside of Temagami this summer. Those brookies are sweet. by the way, Ithapatha Ridge.. Not familiar with that one. Could it have been Ishpatina? cheers HD

Very noice! Thanks for posting. HD

Thanks Lew. I was fighting the temptation to leave the boys for a bit to come rap with ya. I shoulda done it. Maybe we'll get a chance soon. I hope all is well. cheers HD

You're certainly right about the dinks... Biggest northern was barelly 30in.. and the pickings were slim. My mom's from the area as well. Had some family live in Sturgeon for many years and we used to have a cottage at Camp La Plage. My aunt actually married to a Restoule and spends her summers in Dokis.. The fishing's always been better at the start of the season. Sorry about your friend. Almost lost my father when his sled went through the ice once, and lost 2 mates to sledding accidents when I was in high school. May they rest in peace. cheers HD

Brotha, there was only one person to call... She turned out beautifully, the colour is prime, and the texture is nice an goowy! Thanks again. You get out yet? Season's been extended this year... should make for some interesting late fall fishing. gimme a ring brotha. cheers HD

Thanks Joey. You and Paul are the kind of fisherfolk I can see spending a lot of hours on the water, trolling believers in the prop wash.. June might work! take good care HD

Ah POOP!! Sorry budday. You were at the top of my list I swear! Edited..

Whoah! Lookit that.. whoppa!! Well done my... bubba! Arn't you glad you let your grass grow a little longa? yyeeeaahh! HD

Hiya gang, Finally got around to putting the Lakair report together... Please forgive my somewhat ineptitude at getting things done in a timely manner… Procrastination is definitely an understatement here. I wanted to hold off until I got the full set of pics, from all parties involved.. But it was totally worth it to get them in full rez, for posting purposes of course. As some of you know, this g2g was several months in the making.. I got the jitters right away when I saw GCD's invite. I had booked a week off from work right when it was to take place, so I'm thinking… SHWEEET. I can spend the whole time fishing and getting stupid with the OFC boys in Lakair! But alas, it was not to be. Certain, shall we say, obligations dictated whether or not this possible trip would become reality. That certain obligation was my darling significant other, my lady.. We had talked about visiting New York for sometime, and as it happens we both had some time off… We had pondered the idea of going up to Lakair together, but both agreed that there wasn’t much else to do there than fish by day and get crunk by night with a bunch of hellions, with no more than a tent to protect us from the elements.. Not kewl for someone who considers a weekend in the Muskokas as “roughin it”. So we made a compromise. I would book us flights and 4 nights in NYC that weekend, to see some Broadway shows, shop and sample the cuisine, so that I could do my thang for the rest of the week. She agreed, and I'm glad we did, as it brought us that much closer to one another. I love her enough not to even brought a fishing rod! Ahh the trials and tribulations of couplehood. Anywho, the trip buttered her up good. I coulda proposed a months worth of fishing in NWT and she would have barelly flinched.. yukyuk Somehow, my friend Drew got wind that I was going on a fishing trip and we got to talking... I told him we'd make it a duo if he was able to book some time off work and would you know, he got the time. I also invited my new patna in crime, mad dawg Billy-Curtiss and he said he was in like Flynn. We did however have some space constraints, but once we the van was confirmed, we were good to go! And yes, there is a god. (He goes by the name of GCD, and he wears a halo of the finest road kill skunk there be). We arrived at an ungodly hour Wednesday night, so we missed the soiree with the rest of the boyeez. We broke camp and strolled down to the marina, and filled our lungs with that sweet near north air.. AAHHHH. The stuff of dreams. We even got a few swipes on our topwater baits. We awoke the next morning, and at a leisurely pace, made our way to the lodge to check in and sample the java. If we were to have our wits about us, caffeine was crucial. For the remainder of the trip, the coffee house was to be our base of operations. Kevin was in and out that day, as his mother was just coming out triple by-pass surgery. All the best Kevin. From what I gathered over the next few days, she's one tough moma. Anywho, rather than give a play-by-play (I should keep a journal), I've decided to simply post our better pictures and narrate a few of them. The Scenery Lakair is nestled in one of the many narrows to the west arm of lake Nipissing. With miles of shoreline, many islands and bays, it makes for a lot of water to cover. Seemed everywhere we looked there was another spot begging to receive a cast... The granite rocks, carved by receding glaciers were immencely beautiful and with a backdrop of white and red pines, made for great eye candy almost everywhere we looked.. One of the many back bays. A narrow that we simply had to explore. Billy's casting platform, where he was to spend many an hour.. An intensely beautiful space. Morning mist... My personal favourite shot of the trip. The fishing To sum up the fishing... I was good, but not great. We casted to lots of fishy looking shoreline, bays, points, drops and reefs with little to show for our efforts, but when we did get into fish, it made up for the downtime. Our friend and foe, will forever be, the weather. I can't remember ever experiencing so many fronts in a single day, and with the weather being so unstable, it slowed things down some. I remember talking to Paul, somewhat enebriated, about it and he agreed that something was in the air.. But, as weekend warrior anglers, we persevered and just kept on casting. Billy with the first northern. Drew with the second. Billy looking particularly angelic.. Having grown up in Temiskaming, I was in walleye mode. I hadn't fished them much over the summer, so I was keen on catching lots and putting on a big feed for everyone. I focused my efforts on working cranks and bottom bouncing jigs and harnesses. We caught a few nice ones, exept that all but a couple of fish were within the slot size. Something I had not anticipated. I don't like releasing eater sized eyes, especially when the fishing was so slow, but, what can you do eh? Sunset... the magic hour for walleyes. We also worked them in pitch darkness. Some were caught in mid day though, casting for northerns. They were even hitting top water.. In the middle of the night! Billy with the biggest fish of the trip, caught on a hoola popper! We also boated a few smallies and largies.. Drewballs with a smallie. Billy... looking a little death metallish.. One good pose deserves another! One of the only eyes outside the slot, and a little somethin somethin for Glen, who was kind enough to stray from the fire long enough to show us how to skin a catfish.. A shot of the pit.. Glen tended to a roaring fire every night until the last ofner wandered off to bed. Hi Joey! What a fantastic four days. The weather, even if it was unstable, was sunny and clear, the amenities were superb and the company was awesome. We were quiet with melancholy while taking down the camp. Gotta give a shout out to all the folks that I could shake hands with.. GCD, Les, ROY, Joey, Paul, Spiel, Tracker, BPSBASSMAN, Kicking Frog, Skeeter, Bassmaster Mike, Hooked and Muskystudd.. Last but certainly not least was Kevin and Ryan, the dockhand. And to all those I couldn't.. Lew. Saw ya driving past at one point. Sorry I couldn't meet ya in person. I wish your mom a speedy recovery. Sorry if I missed some names. I'll remember next time! cheers! HD

Makes my report look like a pile of puke! Well done ol chap. It's the perfect breakfast read and the pics are just awe inspiring. thanks HD

Whooping crane are wwaaaayyyyyy creamier, and healthier for you as well. yukyuk HD

YYARRRR.. I dinstincly remember getting a channel where they showed exerts from WFN shows years past, but it was for advertising purposes.. I whatched the same shows for a year! HAHAAH!! HD

Saw em at Downsview for Sars Stock.. Don't remember much, xept being carried to the other end of the stage when I was body surfing, if you can believe that! I also distinctly remember that a huge crowd of people started streaming off the grounds when the Stones came on!! LOL They shoulda been the headliners... Thanks for the heads up Peter. Rock on! HD

I'm also going to be in the 4th row.. Soooo, I'll see you there sucka!! What say we have a little pre-rock OFC gathering?! I'dd shave OFC in the back of my head, but I suppose I could just bring along a sign.. How many we got so far?! HD

LOL. My rational applies only to this particular situation, because I've seen this creek. And you're generalizing the idea that I'm slamming every member on this board who fishes tribs, and that's not the case. I'm only questioning. I have a right to question do I not? Who cares though right? They're only salmon... there's no return from that creek anyway... water gets too warm in the summer, sedimentation, put and take and all that jazz. Let's just plunder the ressource, but before we do, we need to ask ourselves... Is this right?! Finito. HD

That's funny. I'm not saying that the fish are off limits. I'm just saying give the fish a break. They're in that trib for a reason and one reason only: To spawn. I doesn't take a Bio-remediation scientist to figure that one out. We're not stupid Stonefly.. Lookit that creek. Anybody in their right mind would know the difference. Ethics would be the determining reason why I wouldn't fish that creek, and the conservationist in me would give it a wide berth.

"Fish doing their thing" includes nooks, hos, and browns.. Didn't see any bows in this one... I'm aware of the difference. cheers HD