When Uncle Bill Goes to Winnipeg
My Uncle Bill can spin a good yarn…
My Uncle Bill can spin a good yarn…
A staple of the north woods fishing trip is a heavy, greasy meal at midday.
In the parking lot stand 15 young men who are taking a fly-casting lesson.
But Dad, Tim, Fred and I have been looking forward to it ever since.
The panfish featured in the photo above are called crappies. I caught my first crappie when I was about 10 years old, but that’s a …
Tim and I can wait no longer and we make our way out onto the dock.
They are an ugly, slimy, whiskery slug of a fish with beady eyes and a trio of sharp spines.
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