Fancy lures, deft casting, careful planning. Mike commented that if he totalled up what he's spent on fishing gear, he could probably just purchase fish for life. Still, it just would not be the same.
Instead of scooping something frozen in temura batter, the lads spent the evening drifting along, fingers crossed and hooks baited.
Fishing is an imperfect science, which is what keeps folks coming back.
The movement of the water against the hull of the boat. The call of the loon. Wind over the fresh water, the rustle of trees... you can't buy that at the grocery store.
Recently on CBC News it was revealed that there are doctors who are now prescribing time spent in a provincial Park to help their patients "de-stress."
We think they are on to something, but we're sad that it would take a prescription to convince people to get back to Nature.
Still, if that is what it takes... we suggest you take some time in North Muskoka, and don't bother to call anyone at all come morning... just breathe and relax. And maybe toss a line in the water...
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