The annual Crow Lake Classic bass tournament took place over the weekend in Nestor Falls out of Hanson’s Hideaway Lodge. The Hanson family took over running the tournament several years ago and do a great job hosting this two day event every year. It’s a lot of work to organize […]

Sincere sympathy to the family and friends of Mike McCoy. Mike passed on Sunday after a short battle with cancer. He will be sadly missed by his wife Bev and his children. Your community is thinking of you at this sad time. Also sincere sympathy to Tracy Mose and her […]

One of the wondrous things about this season is the bountiful harvest and all the good things you can make to eat. In case you didn’t know, eating is about my most favourite thing- right next to lying. My wife, the Pearl of the Orient, has been trying to discourage […]

A gaggle of young men were playing catch across the road from me on the Labour Day weekend, complete with baseball gloves and an official MLB ball, undoubtedly signed by some contemporary hot shot pitcher like Justin Verlander or Clayton Kershaw. I would have preferred a Roy Halliday signature or […]

After the 25th edition of the annual Bassin’ For Bucks fishing tournament wrapped up on Sunday evening in Sioux Narrows I felt like I was starting to get old. The tournament started way back in 1996 and I have been fortunate to have fished every one. After a few anglers missed […]

Despite a lifetime of hype and seamy associates, boxing was once a sport with universal appeal, admired for its macho honour and respected skill. There was only one “heavyweight champion of the world” and CTE might have been considered a typo or an acronym for a college degree nobody knew. […]

I love September. It was a love affair that had a rocky start. September had to grow on me. September used to be the force that took my children from me, a force who insisted on schedules and rules and timeliness, of having four heads of long hair brushed in […]

Bob Dunn
Distant Replay

And then there was the super star who was responsible for turning a sports writer into the owner of a Corvette. Willie Mays, and me. No, Willie did not buy me a flashy sports car, although that would’ve been even nicer. In fact, Willie and I have never met, officially. […]