The hard rain of morning has ceased, so Laurie and I slip into the old Lund boat, I fire up the engine and while we motor to Warehouse Bay she pulls the plug on the boat, draining the rainwater from it — a trick she taught me when I met her in Alaska 28 years ago.
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“Elmo!” I say to my two-year-old grandson Ben.
“Cookie monster!” he replies. His eyes are laughing.
Daughter Katrina, her husband Brad and little Ben are fishing with me at Amisk Lake, Saskatchewan — a lake I have frequented almost 40 times since 1967. I first took Katrina here when she was eight, and she has made almost 20 trips with me since.
The ice only had been off Amisk Lake, Saskatchewan, for five days when I motor the old Lund into Warehouse Bay, keeping off the shoals that I know lurk to the left and right of my path. The air is colder than normal, and I am glad when we reach Hudson Bay Point where I can cut the 50-horse motor and drop the 8-horse kicker into the water.
June 26, 2009
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