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August 2026 Musky Chuck

Distributed August 1, 2026 By: Musky Chuck, Ambassador-at-Large THE VIEW FROM THE DEEP HOLE: YES, WE ARE LISTENING Greetings, ’Bovers! Musky Chuck here, floating comfortably in the refreshing, emerald depths of our shared home. The other afternoon, I was hovering off a drop-off shelf, completely sheltered under the gnarled underwater roots of an old Northern […]

Musky Chuck Vol 3 – July 2026

Volume 2026, Issue 3 — Distributed July 2, 2026 THE VIEW FROM THE WEED FLATS (A LETTER TO THE NEXT GENERATION) Greetings!  Please forgive the delay, faithful ‘Bovers! I was just about to hit “send” on this very important letter when I was cornered by a rather pushy snapping turtle in a deep, weedy channel […]

Musky Chuck – June 2026 Issue 1

A Fortnightly Dispatch to the Human ’Bovers of Matthews Lake Transcribed via Eagle-Claw Script on the South Shore Sandbanks Volume 2026, Issue 1 — Distributed June 1, 2026 By: Musky Chuck, Ambassador-at-Large Musky Chuck June 2026

Rumbling Ice, Slow Hearts, and Mid-Winter Manners

Greetings, ‘Bovers! February has arrived, and if you thought January was slow, you should see us now. Down here, time doesn’t tick; it drips. As I mentioned in my last letter, we ‘Neathers are in “low-power mode,” but February is when that really gets tested. The snow on top of the ice has gotten thicker, […]

Radar, Red Lures, and Why Your Soup Tastes Like Sidewalk Salt

Greetings, ‘Bovers! It’s late January, the time of year when your world is a chaotic blur of snow-blowers and lost mittens, while my world is a silent, icy gray cathedral. The bottom line is that this time of year I always find myself with time on my hands and thought I’d check in.  Down here, […]

Slow Motion, Silence, and Surface Noise

Howdy, ‘Bovers! It’s January, and the ceiling of our home is thick, beautiful ice—it’s like living inside a giant, frosty igloo! Life down here is quieter than a library, and moves slower than a grandpa trying to find his reading glasses. We fish have officially shifted into Winter Snooze Mode. We’re cold-blooded, which means when […]