A word that goes along with the St. Lawrence River? Fishing. Particularly since my grandfather was a very well known muskellunge guide around these parts in his day. Of course, the BOG made sure to introduce the next generation to the love of fishing.
And he was most eager to help with the tackle box.
A bit of fishing with the BOG led to a whole stringer...of course of non-keepers, but exciting nevertheless.
He didn't mind releasing them in the least, as evidenced by squeals of excitement as they swam away.