The camping season is almost over. Most of the provincial parks in Northeastern Ontario are closing down in a few weeks. But it also happens to be the best time to visit them – to beat the crowds, soak in the solitude, and catch some fish. Here are three of my...
I seem to put more emphasis on paying tribute to old canoe paddles than canoes. The walls in my living room, kitchen, office and even bathroom are adorned with canoe paddles. There are blades used on past trips, a few I’ve carved on my own, and some gifted to me over...
I find it odd that most paddlers don’t fish while on a trip. I grew up fishing with my father and he’d roll over in his grave if I didn’t cast a line while paddling across the countless lakes and rivers in Northeastern Ontario. Throughout my travels in the Region I’ve...
“It is not a fish until it is on the bank.” ~ Irish Proverb My poor nephew Todd—at every holiday gathering he unloads stories of the past season’s angling trips. The problem is they’re always about catching big bass or pike and I always rudely interrupt...
