I've been silent on my blog for a few weeks - I apologize. But I have a really good excuse: I've been working on several house projects (posts to come later) and fishing in Canada for a week.
Each year my family travels to Canada for a week of extreme fishing and camping, and we've done so since I've been around 5 or 6 years old.
While Canada is "old hat" to us, many of our family and friends don't quit understand the allure of driving 16 hours to a nearly inaccessible lake to camp without electricity, running water, toilets, or a nearby medical center. Not to mention the fact that there are regularly bear scavenging in camp, and a aborigine reservation that is notorious for swarthy activities is located nearby.
I guess you just have to experience it for yourself.
Experience what, you ask?
The fishing...
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| Mom is eating a beef stick and setting the hook - that's several years of experience right there! |
Drying your only set of clothing over a fire after two days of rain...
Cooking walleye you caught only hours before over an open fire...
Heading back out to the lake after a nap, to haul in a monster Northern Pike...
Enjoy the natural experience while fishing...
Chopping firewood from downed trees...
Seeing a beautiful, one-of-a-kind Canadian sunset at 11 p.m....
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