Generally, any time we set off into unfamiliar terrain in pursuit of a new fishing adventure, we recognize that there is some level of risk. Being completely unfamiliar with an area or a target species means that there is a lot that can go wrong, which could cause you to come up empty handed. A lot of times, the more risk involved, the more satisfying the reward when things pan out. There is something you can do to minimize risk, and maximize your chance of success. Something simple. It's called research. There are so many resources in our modern world that can be utilized to study up on whatever your pursuit is. In fact, there's no excuse to show up completely unprepared. However, sometimes, even after you've read and studied what seems to be all that exists on the subject, things still turn out different on the ground than you had anticipated. That is when the difference between success and failure comes down to good old fashioned LEG WORK. And a lot of times, the more you put in, the more you get out!
I'm not quite sure how, when the discussions previous to the trip were going on, no one mentioned any opposition to the idea of driving to Northern Saskatchewan straight through in a day. We were probably all just too euphoric about the idea of sight fishing to monster pike, and innocently oblivious to what 24 hours in a car really means. Having survived the experience (twice, since we came back in a day too) I can now safely say that it is not something I would recommend. I would, however recommend getting up to Reindeer Lake as fast as possible. And I will say the week of fishing that we experienced was worth the hell of getting there and back. No question.
There are some browns that we've been wanting to go after for quite a while that reportedly exhibit some fantastic color and dreamy proportions this time of year. It was hard to get schedules to align, but we found one partial day to go searching and hope to strike gold. From our research, it seemed that the Browns are few and far between in this particular stream, but they are definitely its crown gems when you find them.
What do you say about a week long fishing trip in some the most scenic country you've ever stepped foot in? Not much I've decided ha ha, it’s just too hard to describe..... This summer we made a long awaited trip up north finally happen. Five days fishing the most insanely clear water, in a stunning landscape, for Westslope cutties and........Bull trout. Don't get me wrong, fishing for cutties is a blast, but bull trout have completely taken over my mind. Fishing for bull trout was a sight fishers dream come true. Imagine stepping up to a hole and seeing a dozen BIG fish stacked 15 feet down. That just doesn't happen in your day to day fishing exploits.... And to make an insane situation even crazier, imagine your streamer hitting the water across the river and immediately having one of those beasts race from 20 feet away to crush your fly like it was the first meal it had eaten in months. You see everything that happens, it’s insane, and it’s the most visual fly fishing I have ever experienced!
Imagine a place, hidden in the mountains, where a crystal clear stream winds in broad meanders through a willowy alpine valley. Tucked away in the deep holes, brushy cover, and undercut banks of this river are perfect specimens of big, native cutthroat trout. They're also the meanest, baddest, hardest streamer-crushing trout you've ever chased.
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