MY BIG BAD BEST MOOSKIE!

MY BIG BAD BEST MOOSKIE!

On the actual day autumn arrived I was at home cleaning out the boat and sorting fishing gear after a long tour west for trout. The pike, laker and speckie boxes got set aside for other tackle that would begin my bass, walleye and muskie season. Planning ahead for...
A FIFTY GAR SALUTE!

A FIFTY GAR SALUTE!

A Warship would fire its cannons harmlessly out to sea, until all ammunition was spent, to show that it was disarmed, signifying the lack of hostile intent. This naval custom quite adapted, “A Fifty Gar Salute,” chronicles the beginning to end of...
SPRING WOES & WHOAS!

SPRING WOES & WHOAS!

Never met my mother’s father, the man who passed on his bum chin. In fact, other than a faded picture in memory and some sentimental genetics, sitting here today I can’t even think what his name is. A soldier in WWII he left this earth 20 plus years before...
2012’s YEAR END RECAP.

2012’s YEAR END RECAP.

Confessing how many days spent on the water this year would be admission to true fishing addiction. Work didn’t beat out play days by much, but hey, that’s the life right? 2012 was an interesting, trying and rewarding year during which the drive to travel,...
QUINTE’S SLAY AND PLAYGROUND.

QUINTE’S SLAY AND PLAYGROUND.

On the heels of muskie fishing down on LSC, arriving home there was every intent to begin plying Quinte waters for some of those late season piggy walters. Problem was, a weeks worth of gnarly weather, along with work, had other ideas in store. I was forced to...