Yellow is mellow
Brown goes down
This relaxed approach to toilet etiquette more or less defines my laid-back week at Lake Temagami's Loon Lodge last week. The lodge is on an island, so to save water the rule is to only flush when there's a major development in the toilet bowl.
After two weeks of 30 Days of Writing I gave myself an intervention. Yep, that's right. I stepped in, dashed off a third week's worth of posts, post-dated them to run each day I was away, tore myself away from my computer and a buddy and I drove 500 kilometres north to Temagami, Ontario to sit back, relax, crack open a couple of cold ones and fish.
We arrived on Sunday afternoon. I'd already golfed in the morning and brunched with my kids and grandkids. Then I picked up my buddy and off we headed for a four hour drive to Temagami. After dinner we caught a species unique to the region - a couple of Corona.
Monday we headed into town to do some shopping. We needed groceries. Man cannot live on beer alone - believe me, we tried. We needed food for breakfasts and lunches. Dinner was provided by the lodge. Monday afternoon we came off the lake empty handed. It wasn't for lack of trying. The lodge owner had taken us out in his boat and caught two nice sized fish. However, when I manned the net on the first catch I managed to knock the fish off the hook. My buddy was able to emulate my efforts on the second catch, which must have been over 20 pounds. It was a huge pickerel. We certainly cried in our beer over that one.
The rest of the week was a lot better. We caught oodles of lake trout. We had trout for dinner, for lunch and even for breakfast. This was a good thing. Because I thought all we'd be able to say we caught was my ball cap which blew off in the boat and which we had to retrieve using the net.
Other than that, the weather was great and in our time off the water we shot the breeze, quaffed a Corona or two, complained about how much food we'd eaten at dinner, had naps, compared slogans on our t-shirts and talked about the ones that got away. All in all a great week. When I got home Sunday my wife was so excited to see me. The 2 frozen trout and half a pickerel in my cooler may have had something to do with that.
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