Despite my warnings, Tim Sullivan took me fishing the other day. As I’ve mentioned here before, I’ve never caught a fish. I’m cursed and it rubs off on those around me.

Tim didn’t care. He scoped out a spot. Big Trout Pond, south of Tupper Lake. I thought it sounded like a decoy to lure tourists away from the real fishing spots. But, judging from the overgrown trail on the way to the pond, I don’t think this place gets many visitors at all.

Long story short: Thanks to Old Man Sullivan’s angling expertise, I caught my first fish! It was a whopper! (I threw it back.)