Lol. I don't care what's running through my veins when the fishing is this good. #lakeseasonloser
- Load Management

Ya boon it’s been unreal on the ocean, unreal ling Sockeye is looking like a dream… lake on all you want, I’m having prawn/crabs tonight and going back out for fish tomorrow

Barbs? Are you 80 years old?
- Load Management

Nope. That's why I'm asking you. I know very little about the technique.


RRRRRiPPPPPP!!!!!

I bet your biggest expense is treble hooks. Which ones have the gnarliest barbs?

- boonerbuck

This is so out of date more fish west of the island than any of your moldy bug ridden lakes could ever hope to have bud.

Ya boon it’s been unreal on the ocean, unreal ling Sockeye is looking like a dream… lake on all you want, I’m having prawn/crabs tonight and going back out for fish tomorrow
- neem55

Lakes are what we have local. Wish we had rivers nearby... there's a few creek sized rivers but small fish. Fun for a bit... I need to repair my jet and drive 8 hours to my camp for Steelhead and salmon but I made the best of it for a month every fall. It really (frank)ing sucks that I can't afford it.... but in the spring, the trophy trout fly fishing is world class here. People from all over North America and Europe show up. I catch hundreds of Coho sized bows every season. Up to 14 pounds on a 5 weight... inside of an hour drive from home... can't really frown on that.

So I usually travel for the fishing in the fall... it replaced my fall hunting trips about 12 years ago.

This is so out of date more fish west of the island than any of your moldy bug ridden lakes could ever hope to have bud.
- neem55

I fished Thasis for years and years... know all about it. Gold River was my Steelhead sweetheart. Use to take my father on a trip to the Stamp every Xmas holiday... but moving North it was replaced by the Skeena with trib systems and Haida Gwaii,... which I'd take any day over Van Island. So you keep believing you have something I never experienced...

Where does Lefty go for a salmon vacation? North.

Lakes are what we have local. Wish we had rivers nearby... there's a few creek sized rivers but small fish. Fun for a bit... I need to repair my jet and drive 8 hours to my camp for Steelhead and salmon but I made the best of it for a month every fall. It really (frank)ing sucks that I can't afford it.... but in the spring, the trophy trout fly fishing is world class here. People from all over North America and Europe show up. I catch hundreds of Coho sized bows every season. Up to 14 pounds on a 5 weight... inside of an hour drive from home... can't really frown on that.

So I usually travel for the fishing in the fall... it replaced my fall hunting trips about 12 years ago.
- boonerbuck

Then get a job. Earn a pay check. Contribute to society while at the same time earning money to afford purchasing the things you desire.

Moby-Dick or The Whale by Herman Mellville

CHAPTER 26. Knights and Squires.
The chief mate of the Pequod was Starbuck, a native of Nantucket, and a Quaker by descent. He was a long, earnest man, and though born on an icy coast, seemed well adapted to endure hot latitudes, his flesh being hard as twice-baked biscuit. Transported to the Indies, his live blood would not spoil like bottled ale. He must have been born in some time of general drought and famine, or upon one of those fast days for which his state is famous. Only some thirty arid summers had he seen; those summers had dried up all his physical superfluousness. But this, his thinness, so to speak, seemed no more the token of wasting anxieties and cares, than it seemed the indication of any bodily blight. It was merely the condensation of the man. He was by no means ill-looking; quite the contrary. His pure tight skin was an excellent fit; and closely wrapped up in it, and embalmed with inner health and strength, like a revivified Egyptian, this Starbuck seemed prepared to endure for long ages to come, and to endure always, as now; for be it Polar snow or torrid sun, like a patent chronometer, his interior vitality was warranted to do well in all climates. Looking into his eyes, you seemed to see there the yet lingering images of those thousand-fold perils he had calmly confronted through life. A staid, steadfast man, whose life for the most part was a telling pantomime of action, and not a tame chapter of sounds. Yet, for all his hardy sobriety and fortitude, there were certain qualities in him which at times affected, and in some cases seemed well nigh to overbalance all the rest. Uncommonly conscientious for a seaman, and endued with a deep natural reverence, the wild watery loneliness of his life did therefore strongly incline him to superstition; but to that sort of superstition, which in some organizations seems rather to spring, somehow, from intelligence than from ignorance. Outward portents and inward presentiments were his. And if at times these things bent the welded iron of his soul, much more did his far-away domestic memories of his young Cape wife and child, tend to bend him still more from the original ruggedness of his nature, and open him still further to those latent influences which, in some honest-hearted men, restrain the gush of dare-devil daring, so often evinced by others in the more perilous vicissitudes of the fishery. “I will have no man in my boat,” said Starbuck, “who is not afraid of a whale.” By this, he seemed to mean, not only that the most reliable and useful courage was that which arises from the fair estimation of the encountered peril, but that an utterly fearless man is a far more dangerous comrade than a coward.

“Aye, aye,” said Stubb, the second mate, “Starbuck, there, is as careful a man as you’ll find anywhere in this fishery.” But we shall ere long see what that word “careful” precisely means when used by a man like Stubb, or almost any other whale hunter.

Starbuck was no crusader after perils; in him courage was not a sentiment; but a thing simply useful to him, and always at hand upon all mortally practical occasions. Besides, he thought, perhaps, that in this business of whaling, courage was one of the great staple outfits of the ship, like her beef and her bread, and not to be foolishly wasted. Wherefore he had no fancy for lowering for whales after sun-down; nor for persisting in fighting a fish that too much persisted in fighting him. For, thought Starbuck, I am here in this critical ocean to kill whales for my living, and not to be killed by them for theirs; and that hundreds of men had been so killed Starbuck well knew. What doom was his own father’s? Where, in the bottomless deeps, could he find the torn limbs of his brother?

With memories like these in him, and, moreover, given to a certain superstitiousness, as has been said; the courage of this Starbuck which could, nevertheless, still flourish, must indeed have been extreme. But it was not in reasonable nature that a man so organized, and with such terrible experiences and remembrances as he had; it was not in nature that these things should fail in latently engendering an element in him, which, under suitable circumstances, would break out from its confinement, and burn all his courage up. And brave as he might be, it was that sort of bravery chiefly, visible in some intrepid men, which, while generally abiding firm in the conflict with seas, or winds, or whales, or any of the ordinary irrational horrors of the world, yet cannot withstand those more terrific, because more spiritual terrors, which sometimes menace you from the concentrating brow of an enraged and mighty man.

But were the coming narrative to reveal in any instance, the complete abasement of poor Starbuck’s fortitude, scarce might I have the heart to write it; for it is a thing most sorrowful, nay shocking, to expose the fall of valour in the soul. Men may seem detestable as joint stock-companies and nations; knaves, fools, and murderers there may be; men may have mean and meagre faces; but man, in the ideal, is so noble and so sparkling, such a grand and glowing creature, that over any ignominious blemish in him all his fellows should run to throw their costliest robes. That immaculate manliness we feel within ourselves, so far within us, that it remains intact though all the outer character seem gone; bleeds with keenest anguish at the undraped spectacle of a valor-ruined man. Nor can piety itself, at such a shameful sight, completely stifle her upbraidings against the permitting stars. But this august dignity I treat of, is not the dignity of kings and robes, but that abounding dignity which has no robed investiture. Thou shalt see it shining in the arm that wields a pick or drives a spike; that democratic dignity which, on all hands, radiates without end from God; Himself! The great God absolute! The centre and circumference of all democracy! His omnipresence, our divine equality!

If, then, to meanest mariners, and renegades and castaways, I shall hereafter ascribe high qualities, though dark; weave round them tragic graces; if even the most mournful, perchance the most abased, among them all, shall at times lift himself to the exalted mounts; if I shall touch that workman’s arm with some ethereal light; if I shall spread a rainbow over his disastrous set of sun; then against all mortal critics bear me out in it, thou just Spirit of Equality, which hast spread one royal mantle of humanity over all my kind! Bear me out in it, thou great democratic God! who didst not refuse to the swart convict, Bunyan, the pale, poetic pearl; Thou who didst clothe with doubly hammered leaves of finest gold, the stumped and paupered arm of old Cervantes; Thou who didst pick up Andrew Jackson from the pebbles; who didst hurl him upon a war-horse; who didst thunder him higher than a throne! Thou who, in all Thy mighty, earthly marchings, ever cullest Thy selectest champions from the kingly commons; bear me out in it, O God!
- A_SteamingLombardi

Thank you.

Or taking it out on the Canucks for Rutherford's past sweeping wife beating under the carpet and then listing Burke as a finalist for the GM job here only months ago.... wouldn't be fair to our kids to link the two.
- boonerbuck

Was happy to hear of Benning getting let go, was meh about the hiring of Rutherford.

WJC popularity this summer... and Wokeberta.
- boonerbuck

- VanHockeyGuy

You talked yourself in a circle. As usual. When you moving to Wokeberta? Can't wait to see it in your location.

- boonerbuck

Please god nooooo....

Then get a job. Earn a pay check. Contribute to society while at the same time earning money to afford purchasing the things you desire.
- bloatedmosquito

lol wow.

You do remember which thread you are in correct?

Sounds like Kadri deal will finally be announced with the isles. So I guess they never really were circling back to JTM after all. Maybe some in here can finally move on from the Dobson wet dreams.

Sounds like Kadri deal will finally be announced with the isles. So I guess they never really were circling back to JTM after all. Maybe some in here can finally move on from the Dobson wet dreams.
- TurdFergeson

JTM & a 2nd to the Flames for Hanifin!

Calgary will be a good team.

Elliotte Friedman
@FriedgeHNIC
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Hearing Nazem Kadri will be a Calgary Flame

Sounds like Kadri deal will finally be announced with the isles. So I guess they never really were circling back to JTM after all. Maybe some in here can finally move on from the Dobson wet dreams.
- TurdFergeson

Nope CAL.

Nope CAL.
- VanHockeyGuy

I’d trust Fridge over the guy that said Isles.

Kadri signing in CAL is the worst thing a soft team like VAN could hope for.

Get ready to see EP40 & the Smurfs on the IR.

I’d trust Fridge over the guy that said Isles.
- TurdFergeson

That was.. that was you

Lou & Rutherford will probably put something together now.

Kadri signing in CAL is the worst thing a soft team like VAN could hope for.

Get ready to see EP40 & the Smurfs on the IR.
- VanHockeyGuy

Looks like JTM to the Isles is back on the menu, boys!

That was.. that was you
- NewYorkNuck

No I was going off some Twitter guys that said it was done to the isles.


Let the Dobson wet dreams continue.

Calgary will be a good team.

Elliotte Friedman
@FriedgeHNIC
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Hearing Nazem Kadri will be a Calgary Flame
- VanHockeyGuy

I mentioned this as a logical destination given the money commitment to Huberdeau. Losing two top forwards they are complete in win now with Kadri.

Too many stuck in time opinions applied past situation when Kadri rejected trade from Leafs to Flames. But just like the Canucks are a different team now so are the Flames.

That was.. that was you
- NewYorkNuck

Kadri signing in CAL is the worst thing a soft team like VAN could hope for.

Get ready to see EP40 & the Smurfs on the IR.
- VanHockeyGuy

So Calgary went from Johnny Hockey and Turtle to Jonathan Hockey and Kadri PLUS an upgrade on D?

I’d say they improved significantly.

Lindholm
Kadri
Backland

That’s a decent top 3 C’s.