We decided to check out northern Minnesota’s newest brew operation, in Ely, Minnesota. The Boathouse Brewpub had two in-house brews available when we toured on December 23, 2008: the Eel Pout Oatmeal Stout, and the Golden Pale Ale. We see great potential in this brewpub in helping to invigorate the local brewing scene in northern Minnesota.

I personally enjoyed the Eel Pout Oatmeal Stout, and I give it a 4/5. I would have preferred a more complex and aromatic beer. I was, however, very impressed with its smooth, creamy finish.

The Golden Pale Ale is a solid local alternative to macro-brewed offerings like Miller Lite or Bud Light. I prefer a more complex beer, yet I have no criticisms. Overall 3/5.

Matt and I decided to enjoy a free winter skate, courtesy of Wells Fargo bank, in downtown Saint Paul. Although it was a brisk -1? Fahrenheit, it was actually a great day to skate. Only eight people on the ice, and no waiting in line for skates.

This was also a great chance for me to try out my Flip Ultra. I ordered it on Woot a few days prior to this, and I wanted to see how well it handled cold, as well as differential lighting.

This day is a chance for my extremely large, Iron Ranger, Italian extended family to enjoy one another’s company, catch up on the gossip of recent happenings, but most of all, to show other newcomers to our family what “family” really means. From Florida to Oregon, Wisconsin to the Boundary Waters Canoe Area, my family has trekked back to Eveleth to watch the annual Eveleth Fourth of July parade since I can remember. We stake out that certain street corner on Grant Avenue in front of the bank, and plop down our folding chairs, park the strollers, and get ready for one of the best parades I’ve ever known.

My favorite of any summer activity (yes, even more than my recent disc golf hobby) is the annual bocce ball tournament at Bootsie and Louie’s cabin on Saint Mary’s Lake. It’s the most official-yet-relaxed sporting event ever. Wimbledon and the like: take note. Yes, we pay a friendly entrance fee, but the money goes to the winning pair and the runner up pair. Ever since I was little, I wanted to win that tournament.

I’ve had several moments in the past few years where I was worried about making an appearance. I worked in the Boundary Waters at Charles L. Sommers – Northern Tier National High Adventure Base during the summer between my sophomore and junior year of high school. Yet, I was able to make the trip down, and I even brought a co-worker away from his family in Illinois. Four summers ago, Leslie and I made the trek from northwestern Wisconsin from Tomahawk Scout Reservation, our first summer “dating” (even though as co-workers we couldn’t really say that). In the summer of 2006, she and I drove up from the Twin Cities to play in the bocce tournament, Leslie a returning newcomer the family was expecting. Last summer, I was scheduled to work at 4pm back in Hibbing on the 4th, so although I made it to the parade, the Elk’s Club after-party, and a good portion of the bocce tournament, I had to jet early, and I even made it to the final pairing, albeit playing as a stand-in for my cousin Jillian’s boyfriend (who I heard never actually showed up).

I think that growing up makes a person want to move away from his hometown, but to an extent, there are always those memories you want to rekindle and re-live. No matter how far from the Iron Range I move, I promise my family that I will make it back for them- to be with them- every 4th of July from this day on.

I hope all of you have a great Fourth of July weekend with your family and friends. I never wanted to admit it, but sitting here alone at my desk in my apartment in Little Canada, absence does make the heart grow fonder of the ones you love.

Today, I will be in the company of co-workers who are also far from home. I will share with them my stories of family at the Fourth. Tonight, we shall create history of our own: Downtown Minneapolis on the Fourth of July. I will post pictures and videos as soon as possible.

I love you and miss you all! I will be calling to talk to you several times today. A call to everyone: don’t let Richie rig the tournament brackets and somehow manage to get to the finals AGAIN.

Last weekend, I went fishing on my lake at home, and my sisters didn’t want to fish for anything except for pan fish like crappies and bluegills. I, on the other hand, wanted to try my luck at trolling around the lake for northern pike. Finally on Sunday before I returned back to the Twin Cities, I got to head out on the to lake and attempt to catch a few northerns.

We fished for about an hour or so, and we caught about six, but we only kept four between the three of us. We raced back to the dock because the weather was looking rather gloomy. I headed up to garage to fillet the fish, and I suddenly remembered: it’s been about five years since I had filleted a northern, and although I thought I remembered how to remove the epipleural, or “y-bones.” I was in for a struggle. I did manage to fillet the fish, although I ended up with several long, skinny pieces, instead of the long, broad fillets that I remembered.

So, here are a few resources to learn about northern pike.

What is a Northern Pike? (Wikipedia)

How to fillet a Northern Pike (YouTube) This is the best one of the four.

But if you are searching for a diagram or several pictures to print, here are three other sites to check:

How to Fillet Northern Pike (OnTheLake.net)

How to remove the Y-bone Northern Pike Fishing (Northern-Ontario.com)

How to fillet Northern Pike to remove “Y” bones (burnettcounty.com)