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Souvenirs

Richly illustrated account of journey across Hudson Bay

This book may be hard to find, but it is worth the hunt!If you try & cannot locate a copy of this book, email me. I'll call you collect and read you this story ... late at night, in the dark.


No Mistake

Availability update:This book is still available from Pemmican Publications Inc. 150 Henry Ave. 3rd Floor, Winnipeg, Manitoba, R3B OJ7, phone (204) 586-8474


Good Smilee FishermanYou had to swing your cannonballs into the cliff at Stuart Island on 33 fathoms of steel line,and bounce a #7 silver and bronze Pal Diamond Lance off the knoll. The water moves at 3 or 4 knots as you ferry across the eddy onto the spot, no more than 75 feet from the wall. All the big ones lay under a shelf just below the 33 fathom mark, waiting for the tide to wash in herring. You could fish at 32 fathoms for a week and not catch a cold, but just another 6 or seven feet and you could hook into the biggest slab of salmon in the world, salmon that would blow your mind, salmon that grew over 100 pounds, salmon so strong they could snap 150 lb test or straighten a #7 Stainless Mustad hook beyond recognition. The biggest fish I ever caught was 50 pounds, dressed, on a hand line. The biggest I ever heard of was a 12 year old kid, in a skiff, with a rod...117 pound Bute Inlet white salmon...three hours and several miles later. I spent 15 years trying to figure it all out. I eventually did...I stopped fishing.
I love this book...it's a story of courage, misguided and untamed, hardship and backbreaking boneheadedness, love, family, feeling, blood sweat and tears, isolation, forlorn hopes and dreams, unchecked struggle...all the things it takes to make something out of nothing in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of nobodies...and it's everything to me...Arnt Arntzen was my Grandfather.


A useful way to look at Canadian literatureAtwood sees the essential Canadian literary theme as the survival in the title: the survival of winter, imposed on us as Canadians by our geography and climate.
A very thought-provoking book.


An account of Canada's first national internment operations.

Refreshing

Informative for the first-time reader.