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Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Who goes fishing anyway?

A while back I was presented with the option of going on a fishing trip. I thought about it and said that I didn't think so. In my mind I was thinking of numerous hours of mind numbing boringness. Really, I didn't think it would be worth my while or my money. After a bit of convincing and realizing that I really didn't have anything else to do, I decided to go. I left with Uncle Bob on a Saturday morning headed for a small town in northern Saskatchewan. The other guys headed out later that day.
Sunday morning bright and early and after a few delays we loaded up our plane and took off.
Seeing the country side from the plane was something else. I had no idea there were so many lakes up there. What a view!




After a bouncy 20 minute flight we spot the camp from the plane and head down for a landing. It didn't take us long to unpack the plane and load our rods and tackle into the boats. All though they look small and slow, these boats are a ton of fun. Mark and I of course had the fastest one. It usually took 20-30 minutes to get to a good fishing spot, but that didn't matter when your doing donuts and popping wheelies. That night the fishing was kind of slow, but the amazing meal ready for us when we got back definitely made up for it.



Our first real day on the lake was awesome. Constant fish all day. Mark and I both caught huge jacks but figured we'd catch bigger ones by the end of the trip. Bad mistake. There was a good mix of trout and jake, the trout definitely put up a better fight. It had been so long since I had last gone fishing, I totally forgot how exhilarating it was. Seriously, when you get a fish on the line it's dang exciting.

The place we stayed at was pretty rustic but had everything you needed, including a hot shower and electricity from a couple solar panels. They had two cabins for sleeping in, a big cabin where we ate and played crib. The people that ran the camp where supper nice. Besides cooking all our meals, they filleted our fish every night. One afternoon we met up with them on a beach for shore lunch, nothing like fish fresh right out of the water. This trip was seriously awesome. Even if you don't like fishing or think it's gross or something you gotta go. The scenery is amazing and there's nothing but lakes and trees for miles.
























































Conclusion, Go fishing or something.