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Fishing in Canada
Posted On 2008-03-18 , 8:00 PM
Fishing in Canada
Growing up in the 60’s and 70’s was a great time to go Fishing in Canada. My parents went to Lake Nipissing in Callander Bay Ontario for vacation every year when I was young. Dad would tow his 18foot lymann from the east side of Cleveland to Sunbeam Bungalow. This was a cabin resort for fisherman. Not much else to do there, but play on the beach and swim a little, when the water wasn’t too cold.
Dad had gone Fishing in Canada with his Fisher Body buddies a few years before he took the family. He just got tired of them drinking all night and not wanting to do what he loved the most, Fishing in Canada. They rented boats when they went and dad did the same when we first started going. He decided he wanted a boat of his own to enjoy Fishing in Canada to the fullest.
This was dads baby, he never really used it except for Fishing in Canada. Once in a while he put the boat in Lake Eire, but that was only when my moms brother in law wanted to show off his boat. It never matched up to dads, and he loved it. Fishing in Canada is what we lived for as kids. The last week of school always seemed to take forever, as we would leave when the season opened in Ontario, which was shortly after school was out.
We went after walleye, perch and northern pike. We always seemed to have a great catch every time we went out. The lures of choice for Fishing in Canada was a night crawler harness, june bugs and when we had to troll, the rapala and red eye spoons worked great.
Dad would do the cleaning of the catch himself. He was particular on how they were filleted. My mom did most of the cooking. She would put them in flour, egg and saltine cracker crumbs. Then she would deep-fry them until golden brown. Add some fries and cole slaw and you had the rewards of Fishing in Canada. Dad and mom enjoyed Molson beer with theirs, and we had Kool-Aid, unsweetened of course. A short walk to the office store got you an ice cream cone for dessert. I liked chocolate, but mom liked the rum raisin flavored the best.
The one thing I remember the most about our vacations was the amount of time we spent on the water. My brother and I would sleep in the boat while my parents and sister, who was an infant in the mid to late 1960’s, would stay in the cabin. One year, dad had to row us out to the boat that was staked off in the bay, so it wouldn’t get damaged by the docks. After he left us, we were there until he came to go Fishing in Canada in the morning. As much as we may have grumbled at the time, looking back now, I wouldn’t have changed a thing about it.
The last year we were Fishing in Canada was around 1976. Due to some health issues, my dad never made it back. I took my wife there in August of 1995 to find the owner from when we went as a family, was still there helping his son who was running the place. We talked about old times, how the Fishing in Canada had started to taper off and my dads boat. He always loved it. I haven’t been back there since. While writing this I Googled Sunbeam Bungalow, only to find that it’s still in the family, and the son is still running the place.
I have re-kindled my desire to go back Fishing in Canada, stay at the same place, and to sit back in the Adirondack chairs and remember all of the good times we had.
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