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Tag Archives: ice fishing
“But, Did You Catch Anything?” In response to a readers question.
I don’t remember if it was Patrick F. McManus, or John Gustafson from “Grumpy, Old Men” who said, “When you are not catching fish, your stories tend to revolve around the scenery, and what a beautiful day it was. But … Continue reading →
Posted in Family, fishing, Fishing Stories, humor, ice, outdoor stories
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Tagged adventure, fish, fishing, ice fishing, John Gustafson, michigan, outdoors, Patrick F. McManus, Poland, Recreation
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…The Tastiest of Baits.
Challenges are lurking behind every endeavor, even for the person trying to get some ice-fishing time in. Now days, just getting the frigid temperatures necessary to freeze the lake surface seems impossible. Then coordinating the freeze with time off … Continue reading →
Posted in fishing, Fishing Stories, humor, ice, Lake Stories, urbangrizzly
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Tagged fish, Global Warming, ice, ice fishing, Lake, Old-Man Winter, tetris, winter
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In the Warmth.
I knew taking Grandpa shopping would be a major cause of embarrassment. Of that there was little doubt. The doubt came, however, in the form of, “How”, it was going to happen. Only time would tell. After cruising the aisles … Continue reading →
Posted in Family, fart, father and son, Fishing Stories, humor, ice, Lake Stories, NOT a fishing story, outdoor stories, urbangrizzly
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Tagged adventure, animals communicating, beans, blog, blogging, Cabela, comedy, fart, fartskins, fish, fishing, ice, ice fishing, in the warmth of the house by the lake, michigan, outdoors, practical jokes, sleeping bags, sports, story tellers, yarn spinners
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FOUND! My Father’s Final Gift to Me. Part 1. By: Shannon L. Hill
My inability to receive cell phone calls over the years from my friends and family was notorious. My bad luck with cell phones was even worse at the lake, thanks to its geological formation. I pleaded innocence; though my friends thought … Continue reading →
Posted in father and son, Fishing Stories, outdoor stories
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Tagged absentee father, adventure, anger, bad connections, blackberry torch, blog, blogging, blue gill, cell phones, Cell Phones and Driving, christmas, death, Doug Thompson, dropped calls, father died, fish, fly fishing, guides, gulf war, humor, ice fishing, knights, michigan, missing father, Mobile phone, outdoors, sad stories, sadness, Science and Technology, Shannon, sherpas, torch, tragedy, tragic story
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