Yesterday I wanted to invade another world. I meticulously planned it out (that means I finally found my go pro camera) and gathered my ice fishing stuff together for the invasion. I needed drilling equipment (ice auger) to penetrate the barrier to the underworld. I needed a stick(I cut a thick willow stick), line (veryContinue reading “Invasive Maneuvers”
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Stalking Beaver
Here I was, drifting in a canoe and minding my own business on an absolutely calm evening with the lake all to myself. I was catching a limit of crappies in the moon lit evening when the water was torpedoed by this angry beaver. Picture a cartoon character almost tipping the canoe over both waysContinue reading “Stalking Beaver”
Cold Cold Hands
“Grandpa, my hands are cold and I can’t find my gloves” said a small whimpering six year old voice behind me. I laid down my ice fishing auger and turned to see two little bare red hands extended out to me in the freezing temperatures. No gloves, 100 yards away from the semi-warm fish house,Continue reading “Cold Cold Hands”
One Cast, Two Fish Story
Its not often a fish is caught on the first cast. Two fish with one cast is, well, unusual and has the makings of another fish tale. This one is special as it’s one of dad’s oft fished lakes. It’s still hard to think that while I was fishing, dad was taking his last breaths.Continue reading “One Cast, Two Fish Story”
Fishing: I Must
Some write, some garden, others have their various go to activities but I fish. Fishing is my all purpose activity cure for, well, about anything. Sad? go fishing. Happy? I mean too happy? go fishing! Need some reflection time? Need to pray? (we all do), go fishing. Need to feel like you are helping others?Continue reading “Fishing: I Must”
Who needs an Anchor?
Deer I said to my wife as I looked out the window. “Yes” she said (I got out of that one by not saying “I wasn’t talking about you.”) Instead I said “look out the bay window”. The one fawn noticed as I clicked the camera and proceeded to watch until they disappeared into theContinue reading “Who needs an Anchor?”
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