The life of a Mohawk fisherman "You've got to love it"
By John A. Viau
It’s late January and “highwinter” has arrived on the frozen wastes of Lake St. Louis, the thermometer registers 23 below zero Celsius and the wailing wind rolling across miles of windswept ice makes it seem like the high Arctic. A so...
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