We went to the IGA in Coldwater to get more groceries, because we were too tired on Monday to buy a lot of stuff. The railroad tracks cross the road four or five times between Coldwater and the Cottage . There are plenty of train photo ops when the train is long.
Mark, the lookout, seems puzzled.
I hooked this Pike with a yellow plastic worm on a lead-head jig. I break off the barbs on the hooks for easy release, but they still get stuck. I had to ask Liz to get me some pliers because in my excitement, I dropped my hook degorger in the water (Chris dove in an got it out later).
The second pike I caught just self released as I pulled it toward the dock.
Wednesday I got another Pike and a small Smallmouth bass, but there hasn’t been any action since then.
There are a lot of weeds in the water. I catch those all the time.
Alien Invasion, Nobody Cares
The rental agent at Thrifty was anxious for us to upgrade to a new Chrysler Pacifica he had on the lot. I said, “Do you mean the big station wagon?” He didn’t see it that way.
It is a very luxurious vehicle. The tailgate opens electrically with a keyless remote.
Outside of Toronto on the 400, there is a large UFO parked that nobody seems to take notice of. The people of Toronto must be hypnotized.
Bass Pro Shops
At some point, I realized that I forgot my fishing reel. Fortunately, Bass Pro Shops had opened up their first Canadian store last November. It is 140,000 square feet. I am impressed. I vow to sell SUNW and buy stock, later to find out it’s still privately held. Cabela’s isn’t doing that great anyway.
The fishing department has about 100 reels on display so you can pick them up and try them out. I go to the reels locked in the display case and point out the Shimano Stella to Chris. I tell her she has to buy me that one because she made me come to Canada.
Bass Pro Shops has a large aquarium, that rivals one at the Monterey Bay Aquarium. There are many large fish. I see at least a couple of 12-15 lb. rainbow trout, bass, etc.