More of the wholesome family entertainment my readers have come to expect - nay, to demand. Actually the seeds were planted for this concept a while back when seeing some pictures a friend posted about a fishing trip to a remote Alaskan lake for some epic pike fishing. Also a reminder about why I generally don't get in the water around this neck of the woods, aside from being one of the leading cause of death in Alaska (and leading the nation).
The pictures of these carnivorous fish the side of small cars triggered childhood memories of learning to fish up in Canada at a relative's summer camp, and seeing the harnesses for live bait used to catch muskies - truly a traumatizing experience. No wonder for the rest of my brief time spent fishing I stuck to doughballs in the fetid swamps of industrial wastelands for carp.
PS: Having good reading material (subscription rates here) always makes the wait in line go much faster. Love my caboose!
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