Summertime, makes me feel fine.....

Well, its a new year and that means deer hunting is over and spring fishing seems a long way off. I find it helps me drift off to sleep on these cold winter nights if I think about the good fishing memories of the past year and imagine the season to come.

The highlight of every season is our annual trip to Eagle Lake and Vermilion Bay Lodge. If heaven is this good it'll be worth the wait. Gord, Susanne and Mike made us feel like family from the first time we met them. Actually, they made us feel terrific. It seems though, that Gord has an oddly disturbing ability to make everybody think he's Canada's gift to the world. We knew this in earnest this year as we neared the town formerly known as Vermilion Bay.


Now, we all love Gord, but this is a bit much. Not withstanding Gord's over developed ego (and under developed waistline), we once again were reminded why we are enamoured with Eagle as we pulled up to our first fishing spot.

Does anyone ever tire of scenery like this? And this is just above the water line. My wife could blow a million dollars on film while "we" fish Eagle. Thank God for digital cameras. Me, I'm still waiting for new Polaroid film, which I hear may be coming back. Still, I worry about Gord. No sooner do we return to the cabin after a morning on the water than he feels obliged to show off to my girls. "Look girls, no hands!". Wow.



To be fair, they were impressed. But then again, warm Spaghettios make them positively giggle. I was less impressed. Despite Gord's spin I still don't much care for the "custom" look of my pick-up box. Oh well, maybe this year I will finally out fish the Silver Fox and pull him back to earth. If not, I'm putting concrete in his Sorels. Until then, "keep your stick on the ice".