Andy November 11, 2014 at 2:25 pm Reply Nice bucks, nice post! I am just glad to hear the man in the basement wasn’t a pulp fiction gimp. I was a little worried that you were going to tell us that the pump had failed. That would have kept the professor up at night as he flushes 3-4 rapala’s down the toilet each year for good luck.
nanjominnow November 12, 2014 at 3:27 pm Reply True, but I remove the hooks to avoid clogging the system.
Andy November 11, 2014 at 3:58 pm Reply The ceiling fan and insulation in the ceiling will help on those warm summer days!
Andy November 19, 2014 at 3:26 pm Reply What the professor is trying to say is that back in the day he used to moonlight as a bunny at the old Playboy club in Lake Geneva. Its a very long story and one that would no doubt be of interest to the perchmaster. Gord, do you have any pictures?
Gord November 19, 2014 at 5:45 pm Reply Andy, I’ve actually seen the Professor wear parts of his costume around the lodge. Don’t you remember those really tight white shorts he used to parade around in ? Minus the puffy tail of course. Thankfully they won’t fit over his “tree trunk” thighs anymore.
Andy November 24, 2014 at 3:12 pm Reply Gord, did those shorts look something like the ones you were modeling in this post? http://www.electricbeaver.ca/fishing-trip-eagle-lake/back-in-the-day-eagle-lake-part-one/ I seem to recall the Perchmaster commenting on your apparel?
Perchmaster November 25, 2014 at 2:54 pm Reply So Andy you have to go and drag me into this topic of conversation… I look at that picture again and why am I not surprised Gord was stuffing his face.
Professor November 20, 2014 at 12:48 pm Reply So much for “what happens at VBL stays at VBL”. This was supposed to be a private show.
Luke Bieniek June 26, 2016 at 5:23 am Reply While checking the weather & the extent of the storm that was dumping on us here in Fond Du Lac, WI, I began to zero in on Vermillion Bay. This began a cascade of fond memories of our weeklong stays two years being 1976 & ’77. I was 13 & 14years old. Our hosts at Little Norway, the father & two sons left a pleasant, lasting impression, an experience that I, my brother & dad cherish down the years. I can still hear his voice, young Jimmy explaining the distinction between the sauger & the walleye as he effortlessly filleted our catch with utter precision. His older brothers’ name may have been Andy. From these kind folk, I learned …. More later
Luke Bieniek June 29, 2016 at 9:06 pm Reply ….Continued, from these kind folks at Little Norway, 1976 & ’77, I learned that time stands still, long as you wish it. At the time, it was a minor case of culture shock. Through the years, any recollection of the experiences on the lake, in town at the cafe or the bait shop, is a reaffirmation of a sustained enrichment & magical time that continues to accrue depth & meaning,
