Good Morning Happy Campers! We hope that you all had a wonderful Christmas and enjoyed all of the festivities, wherever you are! Winter has slowed a titch, now we have ice and some warm weather. Rook is anxiously waiting to start hunting again which we will do soon, we harvested a couple of Deer for the freezer so we won’t starve.
2026 will soon be upon us, and soon we will be headed north to start Bear hunt 2026. I have just 2 spots left for the year and it will be an adventure and then some! Let’s hope for a nice winter keeping the Bears sleeping until May, then rumbling out and about during the wonderful Spring Hunt that is awesome as the Happy Camp area wakes up after a long winter’s nap.
Speaking of naps, I spoke to a chap the other day that believes that we should only be awake when it is daylight out, then we all should sleep thru the night. That is a hell of a lot of snoring and I dont think any size of woods would survive all of that cutting of logs thru snoring!
Yost up near Sturgeon Bay got the Bear hide back, it is hanging within the walls of Happy Camp South. Anyone in the area shoot me a message and stop in for a spell. I have to warn you that anyone coming into HCS has to imbibe on a Cold Old Milwaukee Beer in honor of My Mom and Dad. My parents drank much Old Mil and it is nice to sip as we gander thru the place looking at chatting about all the memories. Needless to say each day I walk thru HCS and look out onto Johnson Lake, it brings me many memories way too long ago.
Uncle Norm passed recently, went to Park Falls for the service. Many memories with him and his family at Grandpa’s cottage on Johnson Lake. Uncle Norm was too a lover of nature, fished often on Firefly and Fallison Lake, and was a big snowmobilier. He spent the last years of his life on Pike Lake of the Pike Round Chain. Oh how we used to catch the Walleye on and near the Rock piles. Nothing like feeling the tug of a walleye on that 3/16 ounce jig or to watch the Slip Bobber disappear under the surface, then the Rod buckles when you set the Hook, OH MY!
Speaking of Buckling, I remember October on a lake near Caramat, Rook and I were drifiting the shoreline then jutted out following the contour shape. The wind blew strong and pushed us out, as I worked the oars, the Rod bent over strong, I was able to grab and set hard! Rod buckled in half as the big girl pumped hard trying to get away! Soon the big girl came to the net and the fat big walleye was lifted into the boat. Big eyes begging to get back into the water. Hook was taken out and I lifted her up, Rook gave her a lick on the tail and she was let to swim another day, OH MY!
To watch the monster swim deep and live again, maybe for another angler to enjoy the battle that ensues after you entice them to your lure, if you know what I am talking about, it never gets old, OH MY!!
This writer could go On and On with OH My’s but time to get after some Tender Loins, Yummy. I hope to viist Efrain later today and enjoy his Cole Slaw, OH MY!
Got a spot for anyone looking for an adventure of a lifetime, shoot me at message or call to save your spot in 2026, enjoy the rest of 2025 Happy Campers!!