SPRING TROUT ANGLING ADDICTION.

SPRING TROUT ANGLING ADDICTION.

When the red and white bobber would drop it was like the whole world would stop just for that moment. Everything else going on around, others talking, birds chirping, traffic in the distance, it wasn’t there anymore. The only thing present was me, a fishing rod and...
BUCKETLOADS OF CRAPPIE TIMES.

BUCKETLOADS OF CRAPPIE TIMES.

Remember some years ago when living in the north how I could argue with anyone that the best tasting fish we have in Ontario is the walleye. Of course, that was simply a naive sentiment considering I had never eaten crappie before. We’re a fortunate part of the...
BIG FISH, BIGGER WONDERS.

BIG FISH, BIGGER WONDERS.

Fishing and travel is what this is about. Balancing a life in the north and south, pointing a moral compass, maintaining some sanity, and fighting the clock while experiencing all that’s possible. This past year I visited Nunavut’s highest north, most east and...
A SOLO ROADY NORTH V. “Tuck Taped Together”

A SOLO ROADY NORTH V. “Tuck Taped Together”

In a hurry to just get done what needed to be done, while setting up the tent in the hot, late summer sun I jammed the fly pole right through the fabric. Damaged shelter a “dog-gammit” I wanted to say, but with Justin and his young lad watching over I...
A TONNE of MUSKIE FUN !!!

A TONNE of MUSKIE FUN !!!

Had been sitting in this dark, dingy apartment for a couple weeks, my thoughts wandering in and out of a season ahead muskie fishing. It was during late January past, at the top of the word, in truly the furthest-most northern town a person can go, so when I said dark...