Retirement's Comic Relief: Where fishing is its best
My son David, brother-in-law Kenny and I joined up on many fall fishing trips to Canada. We always stayed in a Russell, Manitoba, motel, exploring nearby lakes outfitted with fly rods, chest waders and kick boats. Floating on chairs mounted between two inflatable pontoons, swim fins enabled mobility across the water. We looked forward to our time together every year. One favorite spot was Secret Lake, where one day we sat floating side by side, casting the same direction with every fling of a fly triggering the obligatory “fish on!” proclamation. We caught and released so many big ...