Returned sometime this past Sunday morning. The result of some 1,700 miles round trip was way worse than any jet lag has laid on me. Left Mrs. V's Grille in Brentwood around 11am on July 24th. Arrived at Pavilion du Lac Berthelot at 6am the next day.
The reason i was nearly detained at the Boarder...
Crossing the St. Lawrence. Not as dramatic as i had hoped. 
The last 3 hours were on this stretch of unpaved road... 3 hours in dark and rain. 
The last 3 hours were on this stretch of unpaved road... 3 hours in dark and rain. Napped an hour in the car then we were flown out to a lake, the name of which escapes me. 
Arrived at our castle for the week... 
Hadn't done the #2 for about a day and a half at this point... though it would have to wait a few more hours.
Caught a ton of pike off the dock at dusk and in the early morning on top water lures. That was probably the most fun part of the trip. Though most were 24"-30" they all hit with fearless agression. Caught a ton of walleyes in the 1-2 pound range, perfect eating size was 16" inchers. Some of the Walleyes up there had a deep blue hue to their backs and fins. So, found out that the blue ones are sort of like Albino Walleyes. And the blue coloring is the color of the natural fish slime that they have and it becomes sort of a sun block...
Playing with the underwater settings... water was tea colored from all of the pine needles. you can see a few baitfish just off the dock.
Uncle Ray with a nice Walleye
My workstation for the week.
Uncle Ray hooked up with a walleye.
Uncle Ray cooking up his sauce.
The plane flying in more beer.
The Rapids
My only good Pike on the fly before the rod broke...
Well i had been trolling and jigging for pike and eyes all day long, everyday, then taking a boat out solo after dinner in back bays for some quite alone time with the 8 weight and some moster flies. none the first night, just a few follows. second night they were slammin but missing most hooks. got two small ones then one good one. third evening out, i went to this huge bay infront of a beach. same white with red fly as was previously successful. had a few swipes then a big boil and wham! i set the hook like i had been setting the hook on walleyes and pike all week. (not like i should have been while fly fishing, strip set the hook to the side...) Cranked the rod up like Roland Martin, and Crack! thought i was gonna be picking graphite shrapnel out of my neck. right below the second stripping guide. wet noodle break... if there's nobody there to hear it, does a screaming, swearing, fishing banshee in the wilderness make a sound? after about 30 minutes i took the positives. i had busted it on a fish and not by means of my hind-end like i had at Lake of the Woods... I had landed a few Before i broke it. I hadnt paid nearly top dollar for the rod, so it wouldn't be a complete smack in the wallet... and i was on vacation, so i was determined to allow Mr. Labatt Blue easy the suffering.
Arrived at our castle for the week... Hadn't done the #2 for about a day and a half at this point... though it would have to wait a few more hours.Caught a ton of pike off the dock at dusk and in the early morning on top water lures. That was probably the most fun part of the trip. Though most were 24"-30" they all hit with fearless agression. Caught a ton of walleyes in the 1-2 pound range, perfect eating size was 16" inchers. Some of the Walleyes up there had a deep blue hue to their backs and fins. So, found out that the blue ones are sort of like Albino Walleyes. And the blue coloring is the color of the natural fish slime that they have and it becomes sort of a sun block...
Playing with the underwater settings... water was tea colored from all of the pine needles. you can see a few baitfish just off the dock.
Uncle Ray with a nice Walleye
My workstation for the week.
Uncle Ray hooked up with a walleye.
Uncle Ray cooking up his sauce.
The plane flying in more beer.
The Rapids
My only good Pike on the fly before the rod broke...
Well i had been trolling and jigging for pike and eyes all day long, everyday, then taking a boat out solo after dinner in back bays for some quite alone time with the 8 weight and some moster flies. none the first night, just a few follows. second night they were slammin but missing most hooks. got two small ones then one good one. third evening out, i went to this huge bay infront of a beach. same white with red fly as was previously successful. had a few swipes then a big boil and wham! i set the hook like i had been setting the hook on walleyes and pike all week. (not like i should have been while fly fishing, strip set the hook to the side...) Cranked the rod up like Roland Martin, and Crack! thought i was gonna be picking graphite shrapnel out of my neck. right below the second stripping guide. wet noodle break... if there's nobody there to hear it, does a screaming, swearing, fishing banshee in the wilderness make a sound? after about 30 minutes i took the positives. i had busted it on a fish and not by means of my hind-end like i had at Lake of the Woods... I had landed a few Before i broke it. I hadnt paid nearly top dollar for the rod, so it wouldn't be a complete smack in the wallet... and i was on vacation, so i was determined to allow Mr. Labatt Blue easy the suffering.
R.I.P. 8/9 Weight St. Croix
30-something" pike. also on the Medium set up.
Beer, maps, big flies...
27" Walleye. My best of the week. Fun stuff on medium action 8#
These guys were our best friends... Apparently they can eat 10x's their own weight in mosquitos in one evening...
30-something" pike. also on the Medium set up.
Beer, maps, big flies...
27" Walleye. My best of the week. Fun stuff on medium action 8#
These guys were our best friends... Apparently they can eat 10x's their own weight in mosquitos in one evening...
Pike from off the dock. 
Camp Lunch
Uncle Ray and I at the end of the week. 
After long days of fishing, it was time to hit the sauna/steam room then have a hot shower with lots of soap to scrub off all the bug spray, dried pike slime and sunblock... not so lucky.
Camp Lunch
Uncle Ray and I at the end of the week. Huge Rainbow
After long days of fishing, it was time to hit the sauna/steam room then have a hot shower with lots of soap to scrub off all the bug spray, dried pike slime and sunblock... not so lucky.
Hope you enjoyed. Raz
Wow...you had a sauna/steamroom AND beer at your camp???? That sounds like luxury to me...LOL ~ Don't ya just LOVE the outhouse!!!!!
ReplyDelete