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A week or so ago, I get a pm about fishing up here, where to stay and what not. I am always willing to help out those that want the, needs to know. With,n reason. Then the pm reads , 2 newfies coming up. LOL So back and forth go the pms. Everything is set up. Im always out before the fish bite and set up to claim our area. Get the text they are here. Great. I said look for the furthest clam out. They see me and say, see ya soon. Well soon took a bit of time. I keep an eye out the hut winda waiting to see them. Hmmmm, no one close yet. I could hear newfie chattering going on in a distance. Dats got to be dem. Look out the winda and see 2 byes making their way. Slip sliding away. I could tell deez byes were da ones. I cautiously step out of my hut to greet them. ( we will get back to the cautiously thing.) We greet each other and show them a place to set up. I retreat back to my hut and start back to fishing. A few minutes go by and I can here some choice words. Look out da winda and well,, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I head out cautiously again, to lend da brudders a hand. Drill them some holes, and help get their pop "OUT" hut set. I have never had a good laugh as I did this morning. I even said, byes, I wont film this. Wish I had now. We finally got it anchored down and set while I kept one eye on my hut the whole time. Once they were set, I retreated back to my hut. Was not the best of day for fishing, as the water was cloudy. Small ponds on the hard water. Holes were acting like flushing toilets. As always though, a day fishing is better then not. Was great to finally meet ya Tender 52 ( Colin ) and yer friend Ryan. Hope the long view of OWL eyes, did not torment him to much. Hope you enjoyed your time on the hard water here. B So back to ( we will get back to the cautiously thing.) The south west wind was crazy. There were times I thought my tent was going to rip off the frame. I was worried about getting off my ars and stepping out, and my hut was going to end up in Beaverton. I threw out the anchor hoping if it did go for a fly, I would be able to run it down. 30-50 km gusts.