The tagalong 

For the most part, Supper Lake was off-limits to guests. It used to be the main lake for the lodge where my parents worked. But, as happens, it was fished a little too hard over the years, and, at the owner’s insistence, the lake was closed to all guests.  We could fish it because my […]

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The swamp

There’s a spot not far from home that I fish every so often. It’s not a great spot, per se, but it still calls my name a few times a season.  For starters, it’s a beaver pond – that mythical body of water we’ve all heard about. They are, according to reports, always worth investigating. […]

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When the Water Calls

When the water calls, little else seems to matter. Everything but the tasks that are absolutely essential to survival start to have less and less priority as the desire to get out there grows and grows, until the only thing you can do is just pack up the boat and hit the water. This is […]

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