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Your Scariest Moment on the Water
I see the Richmond folks are sticking together on this one. "Friendly" place I hear.RobM wrote:plncrzy is right. You started it, and you guys are keeping it going by trying to get the last word in. No doubt you will respond to this with another stupid comment.
Lets get back to fishing talk rather than stirring up crap.
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I always ask on Old Native friend every November to see how cold the Winter is going to be.
3 years ago he told me that the Winter is going to be long and cold. I asked him how he knew that.
And he told me. " White man cut lot's of wood."
3 years ago he told me that the Winter is going to be long and cold. I asked him how he knew that.
And he told me. " White man cut lot's of wood."
When hell freezes over, I'll be there icefishing!!!
If you can't stand behind our troops,
Please feel free to stand in front of them!!!
Experience is that marvellous thing that enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again
If you can't stand behind our troops,
Please feel free to stand in front of them!!!
Experience is that marvellous thing that enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again
All I can add to this FH Classic is this...
I am sure am glad I found that pair of gloves at Tim's Horton's in Perth that fateful morning on the way to Quinte because I KNEW that it was going to be deadly cold out there....
Also.....people from Goulbourn Township shouldn't poke fun at genepools....and yes I grew up out there...
RJ
I am sure am glad I found that pair of gloves at Tim's Horton's in Perth that fateful morning on the way to Quinte because I KNEW that it was going to be deadly cold out there....
Also.....people from Goulbourn Township shouldn't poke fun at genepools....and yes I grew up out there...
RJ
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I was fishing with my gf on a VERY REMOTE river near James Bay. The only access was by a 15km boat ride from a bridge, which was only accessible after a 2 hr drive down some old logging roads.
The other couple (in another boat) went back to the hunting cabin.
Our motor then decided that this was a perfect time to crap out.
It's almost 9, and starting to get good and dark, and the sound of the waterfall is becoming increasingly louder.
I'd like to pretend I was keeping it cool in front of my gf, but I wasn't. I rhymed off every profanity I knew, and yanked on that cord like I was 15 again.
She eventually came back to life, and we could laugh nervously about what had almost happened.
A black bear came scratching at our cabin at about 2am, but that's on dry land, so I'll save it for another thread.
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The other couple (in another boat) went back to the hunting cabin.
Our motor then decided that this was a perfect time to crap out.
It's almost 9, and starting to get good and dark, and the sound of the waterfall is becoming increasingly louder.
I'd like to pretend I was keeping it cool in front of my gf, but I wasn't. I rhymed off every profanity I knew, and yanked on that cord like I was 15 again.
She eventually came back to life, and we could laugh nervously about what had almost happened.
A black bear came scratching at our cabin at about 2am, but that's on dry land, so I'll save it for another thread.
E
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scariest moment in a boat???
Running out of beer in the summer of 1971-2? at a cottage on Bob's Lake with Sally Yates half in the bag
Wow could that girl drink beer
BIG JIM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~out'
Wow could that girl drink beer
BIG JIM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~out'
Fishing the Kawarthas with Mr. Pistachio (our now famous Yak fisherman) in mid-November; pumpkin suits to boot. Freezing cold, and at the far end of Pigeon Lake, when my motor won't start. Crap, out of gas. 4pm; probably no facilities open.
Nearest shore line is a LONG way away, so we pull out the bulldogs (don't get excited RJ or Markus, I'm referring to the lures), and start casting them into the depths, hooking bottom, and pulling our boat toward shore.
Figured, hey, no point in straining ourselves by rowing (didn't want to put our beers down), so why not fish ourselves to shore. About an hour to finally get to shore, and find the dude to open up the gas pumps. We didn't catch any fish with that technique in case you are wondering. *sigh*.
Not a scary story you say? Well, let me tell you the scary parts.
Pistachio caught a 44" muskie that morning, and dropped my pliers in the water (if you've ever fished with him, he'll either break, or lose something of yours every time). NOT COOL! What the heck was I going to do when I hooked a 50"?
To my recollection, that was the same weekend that DSI (an infamous island on Pigeon Lake) was discovered. I never should have had that second bowl of extra-spicy chili the night before.
Patow
Nearest shore line is a LONG way away, so we pull out the bulldogs (don't get excited RJ or Markus, I'm referring to the lures), and start casting them into the depths, hooking bottom, and pulling our boat toward shore.
Figured, hey, no point in straining ourselves by rowing (didn't want to put our beers down), so why not fish ourselves to shore. About an hour to finally get to shore, and find the dude to open up the gas pumps. We didn't catch any fish with that technique in case you are wondering. *sigh*.
Not a scary story you say? Well, let me tell you the scary parts.
Pistachio caught a 44" muskie that morning, and dropped my pliers in the water (if you've ever fished with him, he'll either break, or lose something of yours every time). NOT COOL! What the heck was I going to do when I hooked a 50"?
To my recollection, that was the same weekend that DSI (an infamous island on Pigeon Lake) was discovered. I never should have had that second bowl of extra-spicy chili the night before.
Patow