Fishing Stories and Tall Tales

[OldTimer]

Lure Hunts:

All through my teens I worked at a tent & trailer (camping) park in Muskoka, Ontario near Algonquin Park.

Didn’t really make all that much money – but I did get to fish almost every day all summer long.

I also learned to snorkel and dive.

Close to the campgrounds there were three or four popular “tourist” scenic stops with public parking on a lake or river.

All through July and August you’d see many anglers trying their luck from shore at these spots. If you paid attention you’d also see many of them snag up and break off their lures……….. LOTS!

A friend and I would visit each of these spots 2 or 3 times a month to snorkel and to fill our tackle boxes with recovered lures and tackle.

One spot in particular had a series of waterfalls with interconnecting 2 foot deep riffles between them – which then plunged into a large and much deeper pool filled with a fresh bunch of sunken deadfall trees each spring that were about 40 feet off shore. This spot one day yielded over 40 name brand lures of all types (just for me)………….. Just snorkel\dive along the brush piles, or crawl along the riffles and yank them off with pliers, or free them from under rocks and put them in a large coffee can. Most lures would be brand new.

Neither my father nor I had to buy many lures for years after I stopped working there. I still have some of these lures.

Fun and reward at the same time.

I’m too old to do this now but………Got ya thinkin………don’t I ………….?........... happy hunting……………

Cheers,

OldTimer