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Two Boys and a Cold Minnesota Fishing Opener

  My son has fished with me on the Minnesota fishing opener since he was in kindergarten. We always camped at a remote campsite on Lake Winnibigoshish from that first time until his senior year in high school. When he was in fifth grade he asked if he could bring his friend Brian along for the opener. Brian’s a good kid and it seemed like a great opportunity to introduce another kid to fishing and camping, so I said, “Sure.” Our routine has always been that we get up at 4:30 A.M., leave at 5:30, breakfast in Deer River about eight, baitshop and then on to Winny. Everything was going smoothly. We’d left on schedule and we were making good...

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A Good Paddling

We were at our dear friends, Craig and Beanie’s cabin last summer. Spectacular weekend. Our friends had invited another couple that lived on the lake to join us for dinner. When they left about 11 p.m. my wife said, “It’s a beautiful night, let’s go out in the pontoon.” We all agreed that was a terrific idea. We grabbed a cooler loaded with adult beverages and headed out on the lake. Now this lake is is about 7 miles long. We motored out to a middle-of-the-lake location, cut the motor, fired up four cocktails (then four more, and then who knows how many more) and turned on the music. Dark side of the moon to be exact, by Pink Floyd....

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A Dirty Rotten Fäwkinnae Bumpersticker Story

  I was recently a vendor at the Dirty Rotten Bikerfest—and what a great time we had. Toward evening as it was starting to get dark, a couple came up and bought a few things, a “Fawkinnae Let’s Have a Beer!” t-shirt for her son and a women’s “Fawkinnae Let’s Ride” pink hoodie for her—for Mother’s Day. We had a great time talking and they mentioned that one of their friends had one of my bumperstickers. I asked where he had gotten it thinking I had probably met him at the Eelpout Festival or maybe the Chili Feed, two of my favorite events. The guy said, “I don’t know, I’ll call him.” He get’s off the phone and says, “He works at a...

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