Happy Anniversary To Us, 29 Years

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I try to get out for a little fishing on opening day when it doesn’t mess with our anniversary which falls on April 17. Not sure why I agreed on that date but there are a lot of things I wonder about in marriage.

I learned that it’s better to NOT mention opening day of fishing season on the years our anniversary falls on a weekend.I learn, just slowly.

I was invited on a fishing trip open day, about 20 years ago. Asked Jenny if it would be alright. She even said yes, I just hadn’t learned that sometimes yes means no.

Most of you know I still haven’t been forgiven for making a stupid choice like that.

Anniversary Dinner

We have a favourite little restaurant we like to go to on special occasions. It’s just off Mountain Road, in Moncton, New Brunswick, at Killiam Drive. It’s an east Indian restaurant and the food reminds me so much of the cooking I used to get when I lived in Ontario.

This little restaurant is just a 10 minute walk from our house so it’s just enough to get our appetites active and to help digestion started on the walk home. The weather even cooperated.

Can I Get My Fishing License Too?

I am a little gun shy about talking fishing on our anniversary but I usually get my fishing license at Chubbies, which is just a 5 minute walk past the restaurant. So I asked if we could go there and get my license. I had to sign a document with my blood, stating I would not go fishing that weekend. Then Jenny even paid for my license.

So now we have been married 29 years. How time flies when you’re having fun, eh?

Off On Our Honeymoon

We had a great day for an April wedding. No rain, no snow, warm temps and even some sun when it was picture taking time.

So all the wedding stuff done, we were off to Fredericton New Brunswick for our wedding night and then off to Ontario, Niagara Falls and then to visit relatives that live in Ontario.

That year the water was so high they were talking about shutting down the highway that follows the Saint John River to Fredericton.

There were moose and deer all along that section of the highway along with police and rangers who were trying to get people to leave the moose along as they were plenty stressed already.

Well we made it through that section and I then tried to speed up to make up some time and as always when I try to speed I get stopped. This time instead of a ticket I was given a warning and he then wished us a happy safe wedding and we were on our way again, at the speed limit.

In Conlusion

Next year, 2012 is our 30th anniversary so I was thinking that maybe we could take a fishing trip somewhere nice. I haven’t got up the nerve to mention that one yet.

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Congrats on Your First Ever Muskie Casey

Holy crap, I would like to congratulate Casey on his first ever Muskie.

Casey with his first ever muskie

I asked Casey to tell me about it.

It was Sun 18 Oct and the last muskie outing for the St. John River chapter in Fredericton called the “Ironman”.

It was a frosty morning around 2 C. We arrived just as most boats were departing the launch area at 8 am and were advised to pay our fees at lunchtime which was a mandatory break for all participants. We donned a couple of more layers of clothes and gloves and headed out.

We began trolling right away as it is the preferred method when the water is cold. I put on a 10″ Jake and my partner used a 10″ Believer.

We trolled for about an hour and had caught many loads of weeds but no hits. I hate catching weeds so I put on a 6″jointed perch lure, which is probably the cheapest one in my box.

At about 09:30 I had a strong hit in about 10′ of water, it turned out to be a 16′ bass but got the adrenalin flowing. Ten minutes later I got a real tug on the line. I set the hook twice and could feel the fish fighting. I knew it wasnt a bass.

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My 8′ Okuma rod was bent big time when we finally saw the fish. It was a muskie and looked half as long as the boat.

My partner did an excellent net job and we had it. That’s when the shaking started. I couldnt believe the size of this fish, the biggest I have ever caught.

After about 5 min my partner removed the lure and lifted the fish from the net. We were both pretty nervous about handling this monster as it had a huge head and large teeth.

I was still trembling like a leaf but got a good grip for a few pics.

It took about 15 mins in the water before the muskie headed for the deep water on his own.

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What a rush!!!

15 muskies were caught at this tournament and all were safely released.

The largest was 48″ x 23″

I was in 4th place and the prizes only went to 3rd.

Maybe next year.

Our South-East Tour of New Brusnwick

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It’s been many years since Jenny and I had the opportunity to go anywhere along, just the two of us so our little day trip around South East New Brunswick was one to remember for many years to come.

The weather was absolutely perfect for the day, we couldn’t have asked for anything better. Come the next day though I think we would have asked for a few clouds to give us a break from the sun as we were both wiped when we woke up.

I guess we over did it, quite a bit. Poor Jenny was sick, exhausted and I am sure she was also dehydrated even though she drank a gallon more water than I did.

First, a public apology to my fishing buddy Jamie.

We had planned to go fishing on Monday but when I got up at 5:30 it was pouring out so I didn’t put my gear outside like I usually do. I just sat down for a minute and the next thing I knew it was 7 am and Jamie was long gone.

I only closed my eyes for a minute. I thought.

When I woke up I immediately looked at the time and hit the floor running. I was some stiff from all the walking and climbing from the day before.

I emailed Jamie just incase he had headed back home, to let him know I was awake and ready to go if he was still ready. But he had headed out fishing on his own after waiting in my drive for 45 minutes.

That’s the first time I remember missing a day of fishing because I fell back to sleep. I usually have my gear outside and am pacing the floor eager to hit the road.

My humble apologizes to Jamie.

He now has permission to call the house if I am not out there waiting like usual.

Now on to our little tour of New Brunswick.

Our Day Trip Tour of South East New Brunswick

While Jenny was on vacation we decided to rent a car for the weekend, not really thinking about the fact it was a long weekend. It gave us an opportunity to visit Jenny’s Aunt in Fredericton on Saturday and to take a little tour of our favorite scenic spots.

We went until we just had to call it quits and go home. What a day, but a great day like we haven’t had in years over 20 years actually.

We walked and climbed and had a great time, not thinking for a minute how we would feel when we stopped. No trouble falling asleep that’s for sure.

Poor Jenny was sick in bed all day Monday. I think she got a little more sun and exercise than she expected, good thing we both wear lots of sun screen.

Jenny drinks lots of water every day but I think because of the activity of the day and the amount of time we were in the sun she should have taken in about twice as much as she normally does, maybe even more.

Well we will know for next time.

Shediac, New Brunswick

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We started our touring day early and we were already in Shediac by 8 am. What a beautiful place.

We couldn’t leave Shediac without at least taking a picture of the huge lobster. As many times as I have been through Shediac I have never once stopped to take a look at the Giant Lobster.

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I wanted her to climb up and sit on the lobster but that wasn’t going to happen any time soon so I snapped the picture and we headed to the warf.

Pointe-Du-Chene-Warf

I couldn’t believe the changes since the last time I was there. It is all cleaned and fixed up.

Instead of the old rotting timbers and rusting steel on the warf it’s all new concrete and much safer.

I love just walking the warf and watching people fish for Mackerel.

We wanted to go to Hopewell Cape to see the Flower Pot Rocks but the tide wasn’t going to be right until late afternoon so we left went to a few places that the tide didn’t matter.

The Old Train Tressel

Another little spot I used to fish for brook trout was on the way to our next stop at Crooked Creek so made a right and took Jenny to a spot I love and where my son and his friends go just to sit and look at the view.

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There is a little brook that goes under the train tressel where little brookies love to hang out. Unfortunately I didn’t bring any fishing gear so I wasn’t able to give it a try on this day.

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I took a few more pictures and stood there for a while thinking I might see a trout but I was also eager to get going to our next stop.

We couldn’t drive by a covered bridge without stopping for a few pictures as we don’t get to see too many these days.

This covered bridge isn’t in use any longer and it’s just outside Riverside Albert.

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From there our next stop was a spot I don’t think I have been for more than 10 years, maybe even longer.

Crooked Creek Lookout

path-thru-forestThe lookout was only a couple of minutes away, just off the main road and is paved all the way to the top.

There is even a little trail that loops through the forest so you can give your legs a little stretching, but you don’t need to take the trail to see the view.

From the lookout I could see a little bit of the brook I used to fish, way down in the valley.

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Forgive the poor quality image. I am not the best at taking pictures to start with but the heat and haze made it even tougher to get a nice clean image, so you will have to go and see for your self.

From there we wanted to go to Cape Enrage so we crossed Crooked Creek and took the scenic route instead of sticking to the highway. As we approached Crooked Creek I saw truck by the river bank so we stopped to see what they were up to.

All I could think about was NOT having my fishing gear with me in Rainbow season but I know we would have a better day if I had no chance to stop and fish. By the way, my wife is not a fisher person. :)

crooked-creek-fishing

We didn’t want to bother the couple and their beautiful dog as they were getting ready to launch but we did wish them the best day of fishing.

Their gorgeous dog just itching to get in the boat but was waiting for the okay from his/her master.

The certainly had an ideal day for fishing. The wind was just strong enough to keep the bugs down but not so strong as to make navigation tough.

We picked a few ripe raspberries growing by the river. I love that part of walking a river mid summer. The raspberries are always within reach for a tasty treat. They are tiny but packed with flavour.

Then it was off to Cape Enrage.

Stoney Beach

Just before heading up the steep hill to Cape Enrage to see the lighthouse we stopped at a little beach. It was made up of small smooth stones beaten into shape by the constant waves slapping them.

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On both sides of the beach we cliffs that went straight up. A pretty cool site. Here is a photo I took of the cliffs to our left.

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And here is a picture of the cliffs to our right.

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jennyatcliffJust to give you an idea of just how huge these cliffs are I got Jenny to stand at the bottom while I took a couple of pictures. I kept having to move backwards to get the cliffs height to show.

I wasn’t sure if she was being naughty with her finger or just adjusting her sunglasses as it was extremely bright.

We walked along the beach and I picked up a few shiny smooth stones that looked pretty cool. I thought I would bring them home and add them to my little collection of beach stones.

Eventually I will have enough to do something with. I was thinking of putting them in a glass bowl and grow some bamboo in it.

I looked at some rocks that have likely been there for a million years or so. It’s amazing how Mother Nature can cut them up like a loaf of bread.

I guess it’s the constant freezing and thawing that causes them to break apart but it’s more fun to envision Mother Nature cutting them up.

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It looks like someone took a big knife and sliced it all up. I couldn’t believe that it was shattered all over the place, but it was sitting there in perfect form even though it was in about 20 layers.

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life-in-rockI finally moved back far enough so that I could get the entire cliff in the shot. Notice Jenny is still standing there, even after waiting for me to take the pictures of the rock loaf above. She rocks.

I love walking beaches like this. You never know what you will come across. I also a amazed at how anything can live in the rocks and stones with so much pounding by the waves but things do.

On Up To Cape Engrage

After walking and admiring all the beauty we hopped back in the car and headed up the hill to the lighthouse and lookout.

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When we got to the top of the lookout I took a picture of where Jenny had been standing against the cliffs. I think we are about 3 kilometers away.

One of the guides at the lookout was telling us we were lucky this day because if you look out in the distance you can see the fog just hanging over the water. It could have easily moved in and messed up our day as far as getting great views and takingh pictures go.

The weather has been nother but rain for weeks with a bit of sunshine here and there.

So, we were certainly, not lucky, but blessed to get a day like this. Especially when we spent the money to rent a car for a couple of days and the fact that this was our vacation time. It’s been gorgeous.

I must admit though but this time we were already feeling the heat and exercise from walking up so many hills in one day, but our day was only have over at this point.

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The lighthouse is nice to see. I have always loved looking at lighthouses but I think on this day I was more focused on the beauty and ruggedness all around us.

We didn’t go up there but there is a great spot at Cape Enrage to go repelling. The picture is not focused well but I can’t blame the haze this time. I think the walk had me kind of breathless and I was shaking a bit.

repelling-station

I guess I could have taken a minute to catch my breath or at least have used the fence or a tree to steady myself. I didn’t realize it until I got home and I ain’t going back just yet for another picture.

We still had a few hours to go before heading to Hopewell Cape to see the Flower Pot and Rocks as the tide was still going out but we wanted to be sure it was out enough for us to go down to the water.

secret-spot-oneSo we stopped at a couple of spots I used to take Jenny when we first got married 27 years ago. We didn’t fish, because I was being a good husband and left my gear at home, right.

So here are a few little spots I have taken some nice trout in the past. Sorry I can’t tell you the exact spots as they are my secret spots.

This is an early season spot where I love to take my fly rod on the first day of fishing season. Of course it isn’t all green and beautiful then but every once in a while I would pull a nice little meal out of here.

There is a spot on the opposite side of the road here that is almost as good but I never seem to get much on that side of the road.

Usually this little spot is pretty much dried up by August but this year we have had rain at aleast a couple of times a week and the water level is higher than I can remember.

Oh why didn’t I bring my fly rod, oh yeah, we were not fishing today were we dear?

I had another great picture I wanted to add here but it would have given away the location of my little early season trout hot spot. So instead it’s on to the next stop on our New Brunswick tour.

Hopewell Cape Rocks

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We stopped at a little diner for a bit to eat before heading to the Rocks at Hopewell Cape as we were ready to faint from the heat and hunger.

It’s been many years since we were at the Rocks. The last time I stopped there was just after they started to charge to see them. I was not very pleased on that day.

But we sucked it up and handed over our money so I could go in and take some pictures. It really is worth paying but I just felt that if we live here we should be able to see our natural wonders without reaching into our wallets.

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I never get tired of looking at the rocks and exploring but this day there were hundreds of people so it was hard to get a good photo without having people in it.

Well that was our New Brunswick Tour day. It only took us two days to get our energy back but it was all worth it, except for missing a fishing trip with Jamie the next day.

I must have been wore out way more than I was willing to admit.

I Have Tied Some Ugly Flies

Fly fishing in a riverImage via WikipediaI was just reading an article in fly fishing magazine I bought back in 1995 and I still learn new and interesting things.

This morning I was going over an article that talks about using or creating flies that are way out there and it reminded me of some of the horrible looking things that have done well from time to time.

Over the years I have tied a lot of flies and caught a lot of fish. It’s a great hobby and few of my other hobbies have brought me so much joy. Well I would say maybe my guitar comes close.

While I am tying flies I sometimes get the urge to tie something that’s way out there.

For brook trout I usually stay with the artificial flies that have worked well for me in the past, the same with my Atlantic salmon flies but when it comes to smallmouth bass or chain pickerel, well that’s a different story.

Unfortunately I don’t have any of them left, well any of the ones that worked pretty well. But I have had fun with making up flies.

One particular day comes to mind.

I was fishing near Fredericton one very hot and still day. I was at a location that I had never fished but was given directions from my fishing buddy Kerry that lived in Fredericton.

I arrived ready to fish smallmouth bass but when I looked at the brook I was sure he meant I was going to be fishing trout.

The water didn’t look deep enough to use my float tube so I just walked the banks and fished for a while.

To my surprise my first cast landed me a cute little bass who thought he was much bigger that he actually was. I gave him a little kiss and dropped him back in the brook.

I followed the brook for a little ways and as a moved around a corner in the brook things opened up and I could see that I was able to get my float tube in so it was back to the car.

I relocated the car closer to the area I should have started in and what a day I had.

The bugs were unstoppable and I was glad I had plastered myself with bug spray, but as soon I as I got a way from the bank they died down enough that I almost forgot they were there.

The further around the bend I got the more I could see weeds and it was getting deeper. It was starting to look more like water I would find bass and pickerel in.

It was time to try one of my wacky flies. I had tied a few flies that were deer hair. They were fat flies, getting close to the size of a golf ball. Okay they were a little smaller but not much and they were hard to get that cast I wanted as they just wanted to float around in the sky.

I had a lot of action with those flies but didn’t catch much. The flies were just too big and round to get a hook set.

I had to use my nail clippers, as I didn’t have any scissors with me, to cut the deer hair back a bit at the bottom, but I didn’t want to cut it back so much that it would start getting hooked on the weeds.

Well I did mess up the fly. I started catching the bass but it wouldn’t go through the weeds after my hacking at it with my clippers.

I still had one of these really goofy looking balls of deer hair and so I put it on and spend most of the day just getting those explosive stricks that make your heart stop or explode.

I am going to try and duplicate that particular fly to use this year for pickerel. I will put a guard on it so that it should be pretty weedless.

We will see what happens. If they attract pickerel like they did bass I am sure we will have a blast.

For the bass I just left the flies brown but for the pickerel I think I am going to add a bit of red coloured deer hair. It seems that any thing I have thown at pickerel with red in it gets there attention.

I have even had soft plastic baits that they would hold on to even though they didn’t have a hook in them. Too much fun, can’t wait.