Love chasin' 'em brookies. The setting, thrill of the hunt and frustration all combined have made brookies my favourite fish to target. Often times I find myself looking through various maps of lakes, planning out areas to fish, just to kill time. The internet make things so easy, if you look deep enough you will find something somewhere with detailed information on where to fish, when to fish, etc. But where's the fun in that? Through trial and error, success is much more enjoyable and experience is the word we replace with "failure" or "mistake".
Headed up north a few days prior to open up the cottage. Lots of wildlife along the way so driving up was a little more exciting...we could of ended up with turkey dinner for a week. If I hadn't of slowed down I could of easily mowed down about 4 of them. However, there were still lots of casualties on the way up...
I couldn't careless if these flies went extinct, I'm sure most of you share the same thought 
Couple replaced sections of pipe, the annual mouse turd cleaning bonanza, pine needle raking fest and a couple of unforeseen issues taken care of we could finally relax.
Got to toy around with my new camera gear. With spring in full swing there was an abundance of cool stuff to shoot.
If you look closely to on the snout of the turtle there is a little white dot which is called an egg tooth. They use this "tooth" to slice open the egg and after a short period of time it falls off... this turtle is very young and I've probably scarred it for life with my ugly mug.
