Dozer
Bouts with trouts
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Wont soon forget this one...
Started off our adventure with the mob with me and a full tank of gas, well... at the end of it all, ten full tanks.
Truckin' along during the night wasn't the wisest of ideas but hey, travel by night, fish by day. Timed it so we could make it to St Mary's in the Soo but we never ended up making it on time... didn't matter though, we were running on a couple of hours of sleep and full of energy fishing a new system. We got there around 10 A.M. and started to fish. This is one scary place... especially that concrete wall that is submerged and runs parallel with the river... standing on that concrete wall 25 meters from the dam is a hair raising experience... I think I will bring a life jacket next time so I feel more confident trekking through that river. We got skunked, fished it very hard only to have spotted 5- 8 chinnies near the dam and I had small fish of some sorts tear my roe bag... I swear :lol: We will be back...
We headed off that night, an 8 hour rush towards Thunder Bay... word of advice... take a jerry can full of gas if you ever travel up those ways. We were tipped off of this particular fishing area by a board member from another site. Got to the launch, packed up the boat and off we were racing to get to our destination... so approx. a 1300 km drive and a 15 km boat ride we arrived.
We were intimidated... well at least I was. I wont lie... These gorges were 100 meters above water level and an additional 25 meters deep below Breath taking scenery, we had a Bald Eagle who lived in area. Quite the show when you see it cruising through the islands and perching up on trees. It was always so far away from us, would have loved to take some pictures of it. This entire area made you feel like a speck of dust... Spectacular.
This made focusing at first hard.... so much water, everywhere you looked, you would see something fishable. So we started fishing. We did our research and what we found was that we needed to keep a small trib mentality on the big system. These pictures do not to justice, but this river is Niagara's little brother in some places.
So we fished some slower moving water... in ONE of the channels :lol:
Nothing... until we were cruising back and noticed a boat fishing the seam of this small riffle.... it looked scary at first. I've never done anything like this, using the boat in current, took a bit of getting used to it but I got the hang of it and sure enough... bang, fish on. Our first brook trout of the trip... a small one but hey, at least we now know there are fish around. CJR put on a clinic that day... go figure... we were using the same method yet he some how managed to catch 7, our man despotiko rounded up one, and I came back to camp with no fish landed. One of CJR's fish.
LET ME GO!
Started off our adventure with the mob with me and a full tank of gas, well... at the end of it all, ten full tanks.
Truckin' along during the night wasn't the wisest of ideas but hey, travel by night, fish by day. Timed it so we could make it to St Mary's in the Soo but we never ended up making it on time... didn't matter though, we were running on a couple of hours of sleep and full of energy fishing a new system. We got there around 10 A.M. and started to fish. This is one scary place... especially that concrete wall that is submerged and runs parallel with the river... standing on that concrete wall 25 meters from the dam is a hair raising experience... I think I will bring a life jacket next time so I feel more confident trekking through that river. We got skunked, fished it very hard only to have spotted 5- 8 chinnies near the dam and I had small fish of some sorts tear my roe bag... I swear :lol: We will be back...
We headed off that night, an 8 hour rush towards Thunder Bay... word of advice... take a jerry can full of gas if you ever travel up those ways. We were tipped off of this particular fishing area by a board member from another site. Got to the launch, packed up the boat and off we were racing to get to our destination... so approx. a 1300 km drive and a 15 km boat ride we arrived.
We were intimidated... well at least I was. I wont lie... These gorges were 100 meters above water level and an additional 25 meters deep below Breath taking scenery, we had a Bald Eagle who lived in area. Quite the show when you see it cruising through the islands and perching up on trees. It was always so far away from us, would have loved to take some pictures of it. This entire area made you feel like a speck of dust... Spectacular.
This made focusing at first hard.... so much water, everywhere you looked, you would see something fishable. So we started fishing. We did our research and what we found was that we needed to keep a small trib mentality on the big system. These pictures do not to justice, but this river is Niagara's little brother in some places.
So we fished some slower moving water... in ONE of the channels :lol:
Nothing... until we were cruising back and noticed a boat fishing the seam of this small riffle.... it looked scary at first. I've never done anything like this, using the boat in current, took a bit of getting used to it but I got the hang of it and sure enough... bang, fish on. Our first brook trout of the trip... a small one but hey, at least we now know there are fish around. CJR put on a clinic that day... go figure... we were using the same method yet he some how managed to catch 7, our man despotiko rounded up one, and I came back to camp with no fish landed. One of CJR's fish.
LET ME GO!