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Too bad about the cold, Joe. Just let Becky fuss over you. Hope you are feeling better soon.

Cool tune, 'gtr.

Big Cliff, a member here, will set you straight. Send him a pm.

Ma did the zipline through the rainforest in Costa Rica at 73 years old, along with her older sister. Whitewater rafting too.

I'm getting a little excited here.

About the pike already.

Grant, I am pretty dang sure that you have the sickness, the one that only more fishing will cure.

As for knots, if they need glue they shouldn't be called knots.

Now there's a happy thought, Big Cliff in a speedo and a sombrero.

Just to put you in the mood...

http://www.abeautifulviolin.com/funnystuff...ielitoLindo.wmv

Good info from Cliff ccmt on the bitrate thingy, pay attention - he knows whereof he speakth.

Now that was an earlier skirmish, but this is a story about Canadian Pirates! Who knew?

We have some history, plenty really, but if that's not enough, we have TONS of geography.

This a cool exchange. Hammercarp, it's ok, some of us got it the first time. For Roy, you still have to talk slowly and loudly.

Here is the Wikipedia opinion, disputed for neutrality for some reason:

The majority of the inhabitants of Upper Canada (Ontario) were either exiles from the United States (United Empire Loyalists) or postwar immigrants. The Loyalists were hostile to union with the U.S., while the other settlers seem to have been uninterested. The Canadian colonies were thinly populated and only lightly defended by the British Army. Americans then believed that many in Upper Canada would rise up and greet a United States invading army as liberators, a now-discredited belief. The combination suggested an easy conquest, as former President Thomas Jefferson seemed to believe in 1812: "The acquisition of Canada this year, as far as the neighbourhood of Quebec, will be a mere matter of marching, and will give us the experience for the attack on Halifax, the next and final expulsion of England from the American continent."

I think that is a great idea, richyb. The ground, rounded and true edge should work really well.

I think like most things, someday, I hope to get good at it.

I agree with Madhuskie, Drew, you sure know what is important, and you go after it. Not only that, but you write such a great story.

Snag... I wouldn't be caught dead with an urban nutcase like you.

We are all over the place, Bunk. moohoohaahaahahaha.

Wow. You guys know your stuff.

Good stuff, Joanne, and good news that Paul is on the mend.

http://culinaryarts.about.com/od/culinarytools/ht/honing.htm

What Roy said. Using the steel is the second stage in sharpening a knife - it straightens and aligns the edge. If the knife is dull, then you need to shape the edge by removing a small amount of the blade by using a sharpening stone, crock sticks or similar.

The trick to using any of these sharpening tools is the ability to maintain a constant angle between the blade and the stone, or blade and steel. If you don't do this, your knife edge just gets rounder and duller the more you 'sharpen it'.

I am pretty dang sure that it is more chicken crap.

There is some great stuff about a schooner called The Nancy. Stan Rogers did a great song named after the schooner.

[There were countless skirmishes on the Great Lakes between ships and boats of

all makes and sizes during the War of 1812-14. "Well", Stan said, "we won the

damned war but from some of the accounts you'd really have to wonder how!"]

The clothes men wear do give them airs, the fellows do compare.

A colonel's regimentals shine, and women call them fair.

I am Alexander MacIntosh, a nephew to the Laird

And I do distain men who are vain, the men with powdered hair.

I command the Nancy Schooner from the Moy on Lake St. Claire.

On the third day of October, boys, I did set sail from there.

To the garrison at Amherstburg I quickly would repair

With Captain Maxwell and his wife and kids and powdered hair.

Aboard the Nancy

In regimentals bright.

Aboard the Nancy

With all his pomp and bluster there, aboard the Nancy-o.

Below the St. Clair rapids I sent scouts unto the shore

To ask a friendly Whyandot to say what lay before.

"Amherstburg has fallen, with the same for you in store!

And militia sent to take you there, fifty horse or more."

Up spoke Captain Maxwell then, "Surrender, now, I say!

Give them your Nancy schooner and make off without delay!

Set me ashore, I do implore. I will not die this way!"

Says I, "You go, or get below, for I'll be on my way!"

Aboard the Nancy!

"Surrender, Hell!" I say.

Aboard the Nancy

"It's back to Mackinac I'll fight, aboard the Nancy-o."

Well up comes Colonel Beaubien, then, who shouts as he comes near.

"Surrender up your schooner and I swear you've naught to fear.

We've got your Captain Maxwell, sir, so spare yourself his tears."

Says I, "I'll not but send you shot to buzz about your ears."

Well, they fired as we hove anchor, boys, and we got under way,

But scarce a dozen broadsides, boys, the Nancy they did pay

Before the business sickened them. They bravely ran away.

All sail we made, and reached the Lake before the close of day.

Aboard the Nancy!

We sent them shot and cheers.

Aboard the Nancy!

We watched them running through the trees, aboard the Nancy-o.

Oh, military gentlemen, they bluster, roar and pray.

Nine sailors and the Nancy, boys, made fifty run away.

The powder in their hair that day was powder sent their way

By poor and ragged sailor men, who swore that they would stay.

Aboard the Nancy!

Six pence and pound a day

Aboard the Nancy!

No uniforms for men to scorn, aboard the Nancy-o

Welcome ADB. Which LeBaron do you work at? I use the Mississauga store more than a few times a year.

I agree, Holdfast, with a Toyota, Maz and Hyundai in the driveway. I have never been happier.

Oakley frames, Zeiss optics. Graduated bifocals, polarized, anti reflect coating. You can often get what you pay for.

Now a half million dollar fish is something that could get me a little tense and outspoken. I understand now. Sry.

Yo, PaddlerBoy. I just like saying that, I don't mean nothing by that. PaddlerBoy tee hee.

I call him Mike.

He is a spectacle for sure. I don't get that his name is Yaconelli, but they say Ike onelli. As far as the yelling goes, i don't like to fish with people like that. They should just go away.

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Attaboy, Terry, glad you guys all made it home safely.

Snag, I could be persuaded to help whip the Toronto shoreline to a froth someday soon, a day or two's notice should do it.