My Mother passed in May of 2000 from pancreatic cancer. My Dad and I had always talked about doing a fly-in trip to Canada. We booked our trip in August of the same year, to make sure we fulfilled our dream trip before either of us were unable to do so. We flew out of Red Lake Ontario to a place called Bull Moose Camp for 10 days of the best walleye fishing we had ever experienced. My Dad took his own life a year later, unable to cope with the loss of his wife of 47 years. I miss them both, immensely. That trip was 17 years ago.
