I wanted to try adding some pictures just to see how. These were taken on a fishing trip in Canada with my father, uncle, and a good friend.
This first one is right outside our cabin one morning. We were staying at the Sandy Beach Lodge in North West Ontario on Trout Lake.
This one is me holding a nice stringer of smaller Walleye. That was a great trip. We breakfasted in the lodge. They would cook anything you could ask for. One of the area specialties is called Red River Cereal. It is a five (I think) whole grain hot cereal that is a little like oatmeal in its consistency. LOTS of fibre. Then go out fishing until lunch. Each boat was packed with a lunch box which includes three huge red skin potatoes, two onions, about two pounds of lard, Ziploc bag of breading, a can of pork n' beans, a can of peaches, an 18" steel pan, and a small sauce pan for water to clean the fish and plates and stuff. They also gave us a cooler with bottled water and pop. My father has been several times and knows the good places to have shore lunch. Controlling the heat is the hardest part. Start the spuds cooking first and then melt some lard in the other boats' skillet and bread the fish fillets. There is no better fish in the world, NONE, than fresh caught Walleye from that cold water. After frying the fish in the lard and adding a spoon full of fried potatoes, a little salt, and some beans to your plate, you retire to a nice moss covered boulder to enjoy. We have all decided that it is the location that makes it taste so good. I was able to bring home some fish and I tried to make a shore lunch for my wife and son. It just didn't taste the same. Dad said to try making it on a fire outside. That was a little more fun but it still wasn't the same. After a long day of fishing, we would go back and clean up for supper. You might say "how could you be hungry after eating all that". Well, in the FOOD post you learned that I like, love, good food. That trip included some of the best food I have ever eaten. The supper menu was set and different every night. There was about twenty to thirty people at the lodge at one time. When one group would leave to go home, another would replace them. Dad had been there so many times that we were allowed to go out without a guide. The main lake itself is over 100,000 acres and Little Trout Lake is another 30,000 accessible by a couple rivers. It is pretty shallow and has lots of little islands and boulders, so you always had to be on the look out for rocks just under the surface of the water. If you hit one of these with your boat motor you had to pay for the motor. Not cheap because everything has to be flown into the lake, even us. You take your own gear and clothing, everything else is provided. I wore thermal underwear, T shirt, flannel shirt, rain coat, blue jeans, rain pants, and life jacket everyday. You also need to wear rubber boots so you can jump in and out of the boat easily. I also found some rubber coated gloves in out lunch box that were nice for taking off fish. The rain suit makes it a little hard to move around a lot, but it is nice in case that moss covered boulder happened to be a little wet. Showers pop up frequently and it is easier to just leave the stuff on then trying to put it on when a storm is approaching. When the wind picks up the water can be quite choppy. A great time was had by all four of us. I will post some more pictures later. I have a good action shot of the fish hitting the hot lard!
