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30 Days of Writing - #18 - Setting Sail

Set sail? Set sail? C'mon, who ever came up with that prompt? I don't even own a boat. How could I set sail?

The closest I've come to setting sail is going fishing. And in 2009 I wrote a piece about it called Fishin' Buddies.

And it goes like this...

For about 8 years now several of us have been hitting Lake Temagami in northern Ontario for a week of fishing in late June/early July as soon as bass season opens. The characters change a bit from year to year: another friend, a brother or two but the two mainstays have been me and my buddy Pierre. Some years we catch a ton of fish and others very few. But at the end of the day the beer's always cold and they have to carry you away from the dinner table 'cause the home-cooked meals at the lodge are to die for.

Temagami is about an hour north of North Bay and for us about 6 hours from Ottawa. The first year I ventured forth I didn't know a bass from my ass, had to get Pierre to worm my hook and if I caught a fish, forget it, someone else had to take it off the hook! And clean it? Yeah, good luck with that.

I've come a long way since then. I can bait my hook - using rubber worms. I call it the prophylactic approach to fishing. Don't laugh, you'd be surprised at how many fish I've caught practicing "safe fish"! And this year, after 8 years on the lake, I've cleaned fish! It helps when everyone else refuses to do it and you want fish for dinner! Just give me a sharp knife and watch me go. I'm a clean and gut master.

Over the years, we've had a lot of fun and some interesting experiences. For example, several years back Pierre and I were out in the boat one afternoon when for no apparent reason the engine stopped. Try as we might we couldn't get it going again. So we paddled across the lake to a dock and prevailed upon the owner of a cottage to use his phone. We called the lodge owner where we were staying to see if he could come and get us. 

As we waited it started to rain and by about half an hour later when the lodge owner arrived in his boat it was pouring. As the cottager, the lodge owner Pierre and I huddled over the engine the cottager innocently inquired "Does this boat have a kill switch?" A kill switch is a safety feature. You attach the ignition key to your life vest so that if you fall overboard the key is yanked out of the ignition and a switch flips to stop the engine. Pierre said quietly, so quietly we could hardly hear him "Oh, shit!" As the rest of us looked on, drenched to the skin, Pierre flipped the switch, turned the ignition and the boat roared to life. It took him the rest of our stay to live that one down back at the lodge!

All in all though it's a great guys' week away. And truth be told our wives appreciate a week to themselves too!

Set sail for We Work For Cheese and link up with Nicky and Mike to see how the rest of our merry blogging crew dealt with today's prompt.


Quirky Loon said…
You "practice safe fish?"


Good one Dufus. Real good. This was verra funny.

Kill switch?

Bahahahahaha and Bahahahhahahahhahahhaaaaaw!
meleahrebeccah said…
Oh, that's so nice! My father does a guys week away too. Every year they all go skiing somewhere new and awesome.
Cheryl P. said…
the kill switch huh??? too funny
Laughing Mom said…
What fun!!! I love to fish, but tend to do it from land or a dock - no chance of getting lost at sea!
P.J. said…
Sounds like it is at least fun for you, which is the important part!
nonamedufus said…
Oh, it's a great time and so relaxing.
nonamedufus said…
We were on a lake...a gorgeous lake.
nonamedufus said…
Oh it was. And we've been laughing about it ever since.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah it's nice to get away. And our wives like having a break too!
nonamedufus said…
Hey, don't laugh until you try it!

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