"So close?" Hong Tao measured on the map. The distance from King City to Lake Simcoe is only 25 kilometers at most. Starting from downtown Toronto, it can't exceed 50 kilometers.
"Near? If you want to fish nearby, there are several small lakes in the King's City, but the fish there are too small and boring." Old Gale didn't understand Hong Tao's sigh and thought he was too far away.
Although there was a highway, Old Gale still drove for nearly an hour before he arrived at the lake and stopped in front of a fishing tackle shop.
"Get your passport. We'll get you a license first, otherwise you won't be able to fish." Old Gale took Hong Tao into the fishing gear shop. Only then did Hong Tao understand why Old Gale specifically asked him if he had brought it before departure.
It turned out that the license he brought was not to prevent him from having his identity checked by the police, but to apply for a fishing license.
This fishing gear shop is very small, with only a glass counter and some fishing gear hung on one wall. It is not even as big as Hong Tao's own shop, and the fishing gear is also very simple, mostly ice fishing poles and some fish hooks.
, fishing lines and so on. The most interesting thing is that inside the house, there is a large pond with many small fishes. Hong Tao can’t tell what kind of fish they are. They are about the length of a palm, similar to domestic white strips and wheat ears.
fish.
The fishing license was processed very quickly. All you had to do was fill in your name and ID number on the form, and submit two photos. A few minutes later, a card similar to a card was handed to Hong Tao with a fish on the front.
The photo has the words "Ontario Outdoors Card" written on it, which translates to the Ontario Outdoor Card.
In addition to this card, the clerk also gave Hong Tao a printed material, which was about ten pages long, and told Hong Tao that he must read it carefully before going fishing. The service attitude was incredible, but this was really not the case.
Free service, the total charge for this fishing license and the materials is 68.5 Canadian dollars.
"Do I need to carry this thing on my back before I can go fishing?" Hong Tao didn't care about the money. Although the price was high enough, he actually charged more than 400 yuan for one fish catch, which is considered a high price in China.
"Oh, no, these are damn legal provisions. Don't say you are a foreigner. Sometimes I can't figure it out. With Pavin here, you don't have to worry. He has a fisherman's license and he will tell you how to do it.
To deal with problems that occur during fishing, you'd better take a look at this thing. It never hurts to know more about it." Old Gale didn't seem to be too interested in this thing, but he still had a sense of awe.
"How many times can this license be used? There is no photo on it." Hong Tao took out the small card and asked.
"This is a temporary license. It can only be used for one week. Your official license will not be sent to your home until next week. Since you are a foreigner, the price is relatively expensive. We only need to pay 28 Canadian dollars a year. I
What we are applying for is an S license, which has fewer restrictions than a Class C license and the price is a little higher."
"This thing is a bit troublesome. What if I go fishing without a license?" Hong Tao still doesn't give up. According to his habitual thinking, those who follow the rules will always suffer.
"Oh, that will be a big trouble. You will be fined, and your fishing gear and transportation will be confiscated. If you catch fish that shouldn't be caught, such as salmon that are spawning, then boy, God will save you.
Not for you." Old Gale made an exaggerated face at Hong Tao.
"What will happen? Will he go to jail?" Hong Tao was very curious.
"Maybe, the laws are different in each district. Ontario belongs to the 16th district. Those law enforcement officers will cut open the belly of the fish and provide the roe to the court. You must pay the fine according to the number of roe. God only
Knowing how much roe those female fish have, I would probably sell my house and not be able to pay the money back, so if you don’t have a license, I won’t take you fishing.
If you're afraid, I won't go either, and I won't take you there either." Old Gale said very firmly. He parked the car in front of a house and honked the horn. A few minutes later, the garage door of the house opened.
It opened automatically, and a pickup truck drove out from inside, but the footprint of this pickup truck was much higher than that of old Gale. Comparing the two vehicles, they were like the height of a car and an SUV.
"Hey, Hong, hello, Miss Yoko, you are getting more and more beautiful, let's go!" Pawei got out of the cab with his huge head, first said hello to Hong Tao and Zhou Xiaoli, and then waved his hand,
Started the car first.
When Pawei's pickup truck passed in front of Old Gale's car, Hong Tao realized why his truck was so high up. What was installed under his truck were not all wheels at all. There were 2 wheels installed on the rear wheels.
A triangular snow track. Hong Tao had seen this kind of thing on TV in his previous life and thought it was something foreigners were tinkering with. Unexpectedly, he actually saw a practical example now.
Pawei's pickup truck was not only equipped with snow tracks, but also towed a trailer behind the truck. There was a rather large thing on it, which was covered with a tarpaulin. Hong Tao couldn't tell what it was.
"Let's go, let's load the things into Pawei's car. That thing of his can go on the ice, which can save a lot of effort." Old Gale asked Hong Tao to get out of the car together, and loaded everything in the car into Pawei's car.
Then he backed his car into Pavin's garage.
U.S. imperialism is such a waste. The interior of this Chevrolet car is unusually spacious. A fat man like Pavey, who weighs more than 200 kilograms, does not feel cramped at all when sitting in it. As for Zhou Xiaoli, who is considered slim among Asians
With such a small body, he looks like a small child sitting in the back seat.
"Pawei, are you sure the ice here can really bear the weight of your car?" Pawei drove the car directly down the slope. There was no longer any obstruction of the woods in front of him, and it suddenly became clear that there was a vast expanse covered with snow in front of him.
Plain, but this plain is so flat that not even a single tree grows. It is obviously already on the ice.
Although Hong Tao has heard in China, it is no problem for cars to drive on ice in colder places in the north, such as the Songhua River. The weather here in Toronto seems to be colder than that in Northeast China. Logically speaking, cars can drive on ice.
There should be no problem with the ice. However, Pawei's big pickup truck is a bit heavy, not 10 tons but 5 tons. In addition, Pawei, a big fat man, gives people a very bad feeling, so Hong Tao can't help but confirm.
one time.
"Do you want to pull a sled and walk for several kilometers in the snow?" Pawei asked, not quite understanding what Hong Tao meant.
"No, I'd better take the car." Hong Tao was asking and answering questions by himself, and didn't expect to get any special answers at all.
Lake Simcoe has been completely covered with thick snow, and the snow on the ice is more than a foot thick. If it weren't for Pavey's tracked off-road vehicle, it would be really inconvenient for ordinary cars to drive here.
But that didn't mean it was impossible. Hong Tao found several obvious ruts on the snow. The marks were still fresh. It seemed that there were other people on the ice.
After turning a cliff, Hong Tao's eyes suddenly became lively. The lake in front was even more vast, and the other side could not be seen at all. The silver-white surface was dotted with many black spots, and snowflakes were dancing in the distance.
You can't see clearly in the middle, but if you look closer, you can see that these black spots are made up of people and their belongings.
"So many people! Are they all ice fishing?" Hong Tao couldn't believe his eyes. There were no less than dozens of these black spots within the range of his vision. Do Canadians love ice fishing so much?
"Well, most of them are. There are also some who bring their children to fish and play at the same time. We still have to go in. There are too many people here and the water is not deep enough. Let's go to a deeper place." Pawei stepped on the accelerator fiercely.
, the tracks under the vehicle rolled up thick snow, and the off-road vehicle rushed into the wind and snow.
After walking for about 3 kilometers, the number of people on the ice gradually decreased. Judging from the navigation radar screen on Pavey's car, we had almost reached the center of Lake Simcoe.
"Hong Tao, look at that house. Is there another house here?" Zhou Xiaoli suddenly pointed to the car window on her side to show Hong Tao.
A small house appeared in front of the left side of the off-road vehicle. It looked a bit like the prefabricated houses used on construction sites in China, but the roof was very pointed. It was probably designed this way intentionally to prevent it from being crushed by snow.
