We've had a pretty good first full day in Canada. Supper preparations are under way - we brought in and cleaned eight walleye and the deep frier is warmed up, the beer batter is made, the potatoes are underway, and the peas are in a pot waiting for Bob the caretaker to hook up a full propane tank so we can light the stove.
We had a nice stay at the English River Inn, although apparently I snored. The free breakfast was basic but fine, with good wafles. We left at 7:30 and headed north toward Osnaburgh, stopping once for fuel on the way. During the drive, everyone except me saw an Eagle (I was on the wrong side of the car and Dad didn't slow down.) A bit later we saw a bear cross the road, which was pretty cool. I wish we had been a bit closer. There was not much traffic along the road, so the drive seemed to go fairly quickly and we arrived at Oz Lake Lodge around 11:30.
We loaded in to the cabin, prepped our gear, had a quick lunch, and were on the water by 1:00 pm. We headed north and went to a little bay past the school, and within 20 minutes of leaving shore all four of us were catching walleyes between 14 and 18 inches long. We tried several spots around the lake - some were prolific and others were a bust. Barry was in a boat with Larry and I was with Dad. Barry kept track of how many they caught but we didnt. In all, we figured we caught about 46, releasing all but 9. Dad wins for the biggest catch with a 21 inch walleye, which he said is probably the largest one he's ever caught. We caught fewer Northerns and didn't keep any. I probably had the largest, with one measuring 21.5 inches.
We came back to shore around 5:30. It had been overcast and mild with a slight wind, and there was thunder by the time we headed back. The rain didn't start until we were cleaning the fish. It rained hard for a few minutes, but now it's mostly a drizzle.
Supper is about ready, so I'm going to wrap this up and eat delicious fresh fish.
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