Believe it or not, Lake Nipissing is the reason I do what I do.
It was my first fishing trip ever and I was in dreamland.
I'll never forget struggling, deliriously happy, as I tried to turn the handle on my baitcasting reel to thwart the efforts of the giant northern pike, huge walleye, or mammoth muskie that was trying to pull me out of the boat and into the water. Or so I thought at the time.
More than half a century later, the love affair still lingers.