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 […]
Walleye and Pike on the Fly
I try to make it back to Ontario at least once a year to enjoy the fishing, in fact I’m there right now. I know that must sound strange coming from a guy who lives in the heart of rainbow trout country, but I just can’t help getting excited by the fish I was raised […]