Every year, the August long weekend is marked by a few of the nicest guys you’ll ever meet in the following fashion: they gather at a cabin on Lake Nipissing to tell lies about the fish they didn’t catch. As an incidental to this purpose, alcohol is consumed.
I have been fortunate enough to join these fine gentlemen in this noble pursuit many a year, though not so many a year as I would have liked. Circumstances and my own idiocy have combined on more than a few occasions to deprive me of the opportunity to join them, wet a line in the water, and share a laugh or two.
This coming weekend, the fishermen of the G8 will venture forth. Alas, I will not be among them, owing to the previously mentioned idiocy and circumstances. I wish them every success on the water, every laugh around the fire, and every moment of respite from the mosquitoes they can find.
Good luck, guys. I wish I was going with you.
Let there be no incedents and quoting one Don Larson “
“If people concentrated on the really important things in life, there’d be a shortage of fishing poles.”
Doug Larson
OK,OK let me get this right it has been a very busy afternoon getting ready. First I pressed submit when I meant to paste the quote and second it’s not Don it’s Doug third Rye is good. There now back to regular programing.