I can say, in all honesty, that I have experience putting stitches in my own head!
It began on a crisp morning late one September when I took off from Prince George in a 185 Cessna float plane with Dan, my friend and flying instructor, for four days of Caribou hunting in Tweedsmuir Park.
At seven thousand feet we leveled off and reduced power to cruise. It took us two hours to reach our destination,
When fishing, always make sure you wear a hat and a vest. I’ve seen more people with barbed hooks stuck in them, mostly in their head, from getting too close to an inattentive fly-fisherman or casting fisherman. It’s not always their fault. I remember one time when it happened to me.
My father and his best friend Ron decided to go fishing on the Crooked River in central British Columbia.We loaded all of our gear into the car,