HOME SIZZLIN’ GAR, GREYS & SKIS.

HOME SIZZLIN’ GAR, GREYS & SKIS.

. One thing with an ever evolving schedule is that some seasons fish by happenstance will just fall out of rotation. Picking some spring and summer species to target while home in the valley, it has always been a given that gar and lakers are going to be at the top of...
CHASING A WILD LIFE.

CHASING A WILD LIFE.

. The huskies were barking and yelping to themselves, “now where does this fella think he’s going?” On the outskirts of town, back up north in Coral Harbour, I set out on one of the few walks my time from work permitted. Earbuds shuffling through...
MISSES FISHES.

MISSES FISHES.

I remember much about the first time Brenda and I fished together. It was spring of 2001 in Attawapiskat and a perfect sunny day. The Monument Channel was flowing at a good level, the poplars had all budded and the new leaves were a fresh and vibrant green. We had...
2016’s COMPLETE FISHING FINISH.

2016’s COMPLETE FISHING FINISH.

2016 could have been a total shit show but instead turned into one incredible year. Full of unexpected firsts, numerous new species, big fish bests, and some of the greatest personal experiences in the outdoors, sitting back and reflecting on it all now, it’s a...
THE AUTUMN ARMS ASSAULT.

THE AUTUMN ARMS ASSAULT.

Saw something pop out this fall I haven’t seen in a friggin’ dog’s age, my biceps. And not only the frontal, roundish, muscular part of the upper arms but as well those two beautiful, bloody vascular pipelines that bulge down beyond the shoulders...
MY ALUMACRAFT’S ORIGINS.

MY ALUMACRAFT’S ORIGINS.

There has been some serious reflection this past month with the sale of the WarCanoe. So many memories, so many trips, so many fish, I can look back in my fifteen years of fishing journals and relive many great days in the freighter canoe. . . . . . But it was time to...