The Water Calls – fishing and advevnture stories from Douglas Paton
“Catch anything?” I called out to the guy fishing down the creek behind me. I’d popped over to one of my usual spots to kill a bit of time while the turkey was cooking. I knew I’d see someone on the creek today, but hadn’t expected to find someone perched precariously on a log overhanging […]
Life has a funny way of repeating itself. This summer, as I was getting ready to visit Southern Alberta for a fews days off fishing with my brother, my wife turned to me and said, “Do you know what you were doing on this day 9 years ago?” After a moment, I remembered that I […]
When I was about 12 years old, my best friend’s dad bought a house on the opposite end of the island we were living on at the time. When I asked him why his dad had bought the place–they already had three places that I knew about–he told me that the creek that ran through […]
About five kilometers north of where you’re staying, you’ll see a large rock that looks like a house. People have painted a door and a window on it. There’s even a satellite dish. Stop there. Fish downriver. Don’t go upriver. The water is only three inches deep for a mile. Ask me how I know… […]
Fall is in full swing here. The nice weather is happening less often; the poplars have started turning, adding nice golden yellow patches to the hillsides and we’ve seen frost on more than one occasion. As part of the usual fall celebrations, we had ourThanksgiving last week here in Canada. Since my wife works weekends, it […]
About a year before my daughter was born, I got my first fly rod. Next to the birth of my daughter, it proved to be one of the most transformative things that ever happened to me. Over the course of that one year I went from a casual angler to being obsessed with fishing to […]
I tend to spend a lot of my time fishing lakes. Not by choice, necessarily. I do this more because I live close to what is basically a stillwater hotspot. There are more lakes around here than rivers and, frankly, any rivers that are close by, are still pretty far away. I can hit at least […]
As I mentioned in my last post, I’ve been lucky enough to spend a fair bit of time fishing with my dad lately. It’s been great. We used to fish together as often as we could, usually dependent on things like how much time we had or who’s place we were at, the typical things. These […]