The first order of business this week it to help me settle a bet. Several of us had a heated discussion this week that almost ended in fisticuffs. You see, there are white fish in some of the lakes around here. The question is....when you go fishing for them do you call it White Fish fishing or just White fishing?
The argument is that when you go walleye fishing you don’t call it walleye fish fishing so why would you call it white fish fishing? One the other hand, they are called White Fish, not just "White" so you would call it white fish fishing….. See the deep conversations we have over a beer(s) at night?!?! So please help us settle this bet once and for all by commenting below and let us know what you think it should be called!
This past week was our last week here at Pasha. 4 weeks just flew by. We have checked off everything we were looking forward to doing up here. Over the past 18 months we have dreamed of getting back up here and fishing our favorite lakes, catching countless fish and just enjoying nature. We have seen the leaves turn from green to red and yellow. We have seen the Northern Lights dancing in the midnight skies. We have seen the sunsets go from 9:00 at night to 8:15. Winter is definitely on the horizon.
Besides the people, Barb said the highlight of her time up here was bear hunting and just watching the bears do bear things in the woods. My highlight was watching Barb watch the bears do bear things in the woods. I got chills just watching Barb experience that for the first time. I think Chad’s highlight was anticipating what Barb was making for supper each night and having a never ending supply of cold beverages waiting for him at the end of the day!
Dakota’s highlight was the walks down the driveway everyday where she would chase the grouse through the woods. Zoey’s highlight chasing Dakota and latching onto her neck while Dakota was chasing the aforementioned grouse through the woods.
Or perhaps it was learning how to play fetch in the cabin. I think she could do it all day long!
This week was more of an adventure week for us. We had fished all the lakes on our bucket list, now it was time to add some remote bonus lake fishing. First up was a lake that I bet does not get fish more than a dozen times a year and had not been fished at all in the past 18 months. We were sure that the fish would just jump in the boat once we were on the water.
But first we had to get to the lake which was not going to be an easy task. This particular lake is 5 miles off the main road down an old overgrown logging road which now is just a canopy covered trail. It is a two day process to get to this lake. Day 1 found Ian (the camp guide and hired hand) and I clearing the 5 mile trail of any large logs and downed trees. We also had to navigate a couple of low areas and beaver dams.
It was not nearly as bad as we thought it was going to be and we made it to the lake shore in just over an hour. The landing is located at an old mining camp where they had core shacks filled with all their old cores samples...
|Collapsed Core Shack|
|Each shelf is labeled in some fashion|
Chad and Brian motored up to us 20 minutes later and they had had similar success. We left the lake 2 hours later with our 16 fish and 2 bonus grouse Chad got on the trail in!
|Surf and Turf!|
Barb and I fished the same lake the next day with
the exact same results although we did not keep as many fish as we had not
eaten everything from the previous day yet.
We also fished our favorite northern pike lake again and although we caught fish, we did not catch anything over 40”. When we were done, we pulled the boat up into the woods and flipped it over. It is now ready for the long winter ahead. Over the next few days between Chad, Ian and I, we fished a couple different lakes pulling motors and flipping over boats putting everything to bed for the winter.
Chad even talked Barb into going out bear hunting again saying he really wanted a picture of Barb with a bear to be featured on his website for the following year. So off we went back to the bear woods! This time she hunted from an elevated tree stand. Unfortunately, the bears did not cooperate but we did enjoy a couple more evenings in the woods just watching nature!
|Barb perched in a tree|
So now we are all packed up and ready to roll again. Destination unknown…. Well, that is not totally accurate, we are heading south and east to a state that we have not been to in our 8 years of travel adventures!