tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-365117802024-03-13T03:18:18.815-04:00November RainsA semi-coherant collection of ramblings,misdealings, and Tom Foolery experienced in pursuit of Great Lakes Steelhead.lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.comBlogger442125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-40697062483826310132015-04-23T13:55:00.001-04:002015-04-23T13:55:32.655-04:00Facts about Yak<h3 style="margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;">
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<li>The City and Borough of Yakutat covers an area 6 times the size of Rhode Island (9,463 square miles), making it one of the largest "counties" in the United States with a population of 662 residents.</li>
<li>Yakutat at one time had the only railroad in the U.S. built to carry raw fish. It was retired in 1949 and is on display in the park entering town.</li>
<li>During WWII, the U.S. built a major paved airfield in Yakutat in 1941 as part of a long range defense program. The airfield remains today and serves Alaskan Airline commercial flights.</li>
<li>The Hubbard Glacier located within the borough, is North America's largest tide-water glacier.</li>
<li>Mt. St. Elias has an elevation of 18,008 ft (5,489 meters) with a grade of 50-60% on the upper slopes. It is the highest peak in the world so close to tidewater and the 2nd highest peak in the United States making it the 4th highest in all of North America.</li>
<li>It was first ascended in 1897 (after 8 attempts) and was the first of the giant Alaskan mountains discovered. </li>
<li>Mt. St. Elias contains the worlds largest non-polar ice fields</li>
<li>Mt. St. Elias produces the largest single ice field in Alaska, called the Malaspina. Ice spreads from the mountain over 1500 square miles.</li>
<li>Wrangell-St. Elias is the 2nd largest national park in the United States covering 13.2 million acres, of which, 5 million are permanently covered with snow and ice.</li>
<li>The Tongas National Forest is the US largest national forest and covers most of SE Alaska almost entirely surrounding the famous inside passage.</li>
<li>The Tongas encompasses some 17 million acres</li>
<li>The Tongas makes up part of the Pacific Temperate Rainforest Ecoregion which is the largest of its kind on the Planet</li>
<li>The World Famous Situk River resides in the Borough of Yakutat within the Tongas National Forest. It hosts arguably the largest naturally occurring self sustained Steelhead fishery in the world with recorded runs in excess of 10,000 fish.</li>
<li>The River is essentially pristine un-touched spawning environment in it's entirety.</li>
<li>During salmon season it is not unrealistic to have runs of silvers and chums in excess of 80,000 fish per species.</li>
<li>The Alaska Department of Fish and Game operate a fish counting Weir on the river and manage the fishery diligently.</li>
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<br />lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-57136194233297716252015-04-17T10:46:00.000-04:002015-04-17T10:46:01.811-04:00Back to Yak<br />
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It’s been a long time since my last entry.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Truth be told there has really been no story to
tell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Fall/Winter fishery on the
West Side has been the worst in Decades and the Spring fishery has seemed to
take a similar path.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My ambition and
desire to force things has taken the exact same route.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My trips have been few and the time spent on
the river when I did indeed venture out was far less than typical.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I have come to realize there is no fighting
this and truth be told I am more than willing to let nature run its
course.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I apologize to the frequent
visitors of this site.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Some of you have
reached out via email and others continue to frequently visit in hopes of some
new material.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Again, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I apologize but I can no longer bring myself
to force things and provide less than mediocre material for the sake of a post.
I was asked last weekend if I was done with the Blog.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I had to think for a second and hesitantly replied…”I
don’t know…”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t want to be done but
again I can’t force things.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>After last year’s
Alaska Trip I was inspirationally exhausted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>I could not bring myself to put pen to paper.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There wasn’t an epic story to be told…water
was low, temps were insanely warm, and fishing was tough.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We had a great trip and caught some good fish
including a 103lb Halibut but upon my return I was left with no desire to put forth the effort to share
the tale.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Instagram became a quick and appealing
means of expressing my photography and I quickly amassed a respectable
following of “fish nerds” like myself looking to get their daily fix.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Even that has recently taken a hiatus mostly
in part due to a lack of material.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The
poor fishing and creative drought have led me to a crossroads.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I am at a potential turning point.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A week from this Friday I will embark on my
third trip to the Situk River in Yakutat Alaska.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Truth be told I am extremely excited about
this adventure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>From all reports this year’s
run appears to be extremely healthy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Water conditions have been outstanding and the weather forecast appears
to tell a favorable story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This has the
potential to be “the year” that we put it all together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Timing is everything on these trips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is extremely hard to time considering the
logistics involved and my proximity to Yakutat.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Maybe…just maybe I got it right this year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>All things aside and regardless of numbers
the trip will be outstanding.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This may
very well be the inspiration I need.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Only
time will tell.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>For those inclined keep
checking back…there just may be a story waiting to be told.</div>
lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-41003251108488212422014-12-08T11:02:00.000-05:002014-12-09T09:50:24.829-05:00It's been a really challenging season...<br />
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It’s been a really challenging season to say the least.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The long winter and late spring seemed to
have taken a toll on the Lake Huron and Lake Michigan Steelhead fishery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Outings that typically would have produced
multiple returns left us scratching our heads with tails between our legs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Theories abound as to which, where, why, and
when the fishery will pop and it will be business as usual but we continued to
wait for this to become reality.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;">As with each facet of life confidence plays a major component in the success equation.</span> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This
season we have witnessed and experienced a degradation of this variable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Water conditions and locations that we deemed
“money” dealt us a humbling hike out of the river basin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Fortitude and conviction also factor into the
formula.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Multiple hours were logged drifting
seams, runs and deep holes to no avail.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>It seemed as though this may be the season that never was.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Pessimistic outlooks become contagious and
the ability to save face dwindles exponentially after each failure.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Just when it all seemed to be for not a mild
spell accompanied by rain hit the forecast for the Great Lakes Region.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A quick thaw and decent bump ensued and a
flicker of hope shone on the horizon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>If
it were to happen it seemed as though this may finally be the catalyst.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Schedules were rearranged and absences booked
in order to arrive under optimum conditions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Just when it all seemed like it wouldn’t come together it finally
did.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It wasn’t epic by no means but
certainly enough to restore our tattered confidence and once again reignite an
almost dwindled flame.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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It sure felt nice to finally once again drift water knowing fish are present, willing, and able. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It was as equally nice to see some brand new players in the system fresh from the lake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Perhaps this was a mere coincidence but I certainly hope it plays out
equally across my typical haunts.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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to test this theory in the coming days over at the cabin in Michigan.<o:p></o:p>lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-62762201338275129852014-11-10T12:19:00.001-05:002014-11-10T12:19:13.166-05:00It hasn't been easy...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Things have been quiet around here this season. <br />
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Mainly in part to my lack of ambition but to be quite honest the outings I have undertaken have been tough. <br />
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I have yet to turn a Steelie on the Manistee and my only trip to the home waters since my last post here proved tough as well. <br />
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From what I gather nothing has been easy this season on the Lake Huron and Lake MI flows.<br />
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Historically fish would typically be scattered in decent numbers throughout my usual haunts but the fish we have managed to convince have not come without great effort. <br />
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An unusually long and hard Winter and late Spring had the spring run weeks behind schedule. <br />
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The Fall Salmon run was a mere facsimile of previous years runs and this year's Steelhead season seems to be showing signs of irregularity. <br />
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Perhaps it's a tad bit delayed but the river conditions and temps do not dictate undesirable conditions to move fish. <br />
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It's hard to formulate any educated answer and I have heard a multitude of theories but cut and dry the limited days I have spent on the rivers have been tough. <br />
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It should never be easy but this season has undertones of difference. <br />
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The guys over on the South Side of Erie seem to be holding their own but that act has run it's course for me.<br />
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Time will tell and I'm still holding out for my favorite time of the year, the late November and December fishery.lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-4291230148026481132014-10-13T17:35:00.000-04:002014-10-13T17:37:00.061-04:00Another Season...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's been a long time since my poetic narrative and/or perverse perspective have adorned this humble blogs pages. Truth be known I have not wet a line since my return from Alaska in early May. Piscatorially I had become burned out. So much so that I couldn't muster up the ambition to tell the tale of the second epic AK adventure. Too much of a good thing I guess... <br />
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There is no better way to end a Steelheading season than on a high note like the AK trip but after that had played out it was sincerely time to check out for a while. I have always taken a moderate reprieve from the fishing scene come late Spring but this time around it seemed to be way more extreme. <br />
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Summer is time to recharge my batteries. A time to re-instill the passion through abstinence. <br />
In order to go as hard as I do from October through to May I need to shut it all down and allow my other interests to consume my time and attention. What this does is allows me to approach the river fully charged in the fall with a rekindled spirit once the rains come and the temperatures plummet. <br />
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Well as fate would have it both occurred somewhat earlier than anticipated this fall.<br />
The stars aligned and the rains came early along with unseasonably cool temperatures. The usual indicators were screaming green light so we made the trek up the lake to seize the opportunity. <br />
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The winds were extreme and we fished second water all day but we toughed it out and managed to turn a few in our usual haunts. It was a nice segway into what I hope to be a stellar 2014/2015 Fall/Winter season. <br />
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To the religious followers of this Blog I thank you for your patience and persistence. The blogger hits counter broke 101,000 even without any new posts in the past 5 months. It's nice to see the traffic even when there is no new content. <br />
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lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-40556221033603439502014-05-01T07:34:00.000-04:002014-05-01T07:34:04.241-04:00Locked and Loaded<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well the time has come. It's been a a little bit in the planning but she is finally before us. The return to the Situk...Yakutat Alaska.<br />
Hopefully things all come together with the weather and the river water levels and such. <br />
Sure would be nice to tie in a couple crazy 40" slabs like Sean Donahue did last week. All things aside it should be yet another epic trip.<br />
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The Clock is ticking...Time to seriously get packing.lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-46235979622579000532014-04-28T22:06:00.001-04:002014-04-28T22:06:44.584-04:00Woodstock Lines...The Anglers Connection<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well I was pleasantly surprised a few weeks back by a package awaiting my arrival on the porch up at the cabin. My good friends at Woodstock Lines and The Anglers Connection sent me an awesome sampling of their outstanding fly line backing as well as some of their floating monofilament to run through the paces. The backing colours are sharp, crisp, and sexy and will look outstanding on any reel to colour accent as well as serve it's intended reel backing purpose. For those of you in need of some quality Dacron for your Fly or Centerpin reels backing needs look them up here at <a href="https://www.blogger.com/www.theanglersconnection.com">www.theanglersconnection.com</a> or click on their banner in the sponsors section of the blog.
The floating mono has been fishing fine so far and banked a fair share of Michigan chromers. I plan to really put it to the test on some of those giant Alaska fish later this week.
lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-32252363506295535622014-04-14T22:52:00.001-04:002014-04-14T23:03:58.181-04:00Yakutat 2014 Return to the SitukWell the clock has been ticking and we are officially starting the countdown. Only 17 days away until we visit one of the last remaining Frontiers left on this plant...Alaska. For those that are not aware, Yakutat Alaska is home to Mount St Elias, The Hubbard Glacier, Russell Fiord, and the world renowned Situk River. The Situk boasts the planets largest self sustaining wild population of Steelhead. Fish in the 40" class are not uncommon and annual run numbers in excess of 8000 can be experienced. The freestone glacier fed river runs some 20 miles from it's headwaters at Situk Lake through the Tongass National Forest where it eventually drains into the Gulf of Alaska. The only access to the river is at the 9 mile bridge via the forest service road. Here you hike up river and wade fish or float down river some 14 miles in a drift boat towards the take out at the estuary. It's truly a one of a kind self guided fishery that affords one the opportunity of double digit days, 40" class fish, Coastal Brown Bears, Black Bears, Moose, Bald Eagles, wolf and lynx all encompassed within the boundaries of the worlds largest remaining Temperate Rainforest...The Tongass. It's truly an epic adventure about to unfold...
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**with the exception of the Steelhead snaps all pics contained withing the slide show are courtesy of Google images. Thanks Google!!lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-88116223588681250612014-04-14T09:45:00.003-04:002014-04-14T10:12:39.190-04:00Ahhhh...seriously!<br />
Ok...This is some seriously dangerous water! All the west side flows are near or past flood stage. It's a complete sh*t show. Those poor fish...<br />
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It was inevitable...The river is a giant muddy mess. With the amount of snow base this year and the certainty that Spring would eventually poke her head from the shadows it was only a matter of time. Well it has happened. The flow is epic and the visibility is zero. She won't be fishable by my standards for a week and that's only if the rains subside. If I recall correctly last years spring was similar and she didn't have any decent visibility for weeks. Timing is everything my friends. Hopefully the Easter weekend brings some opportunity but I'm not liking my chances.
On a side note young Cole Lauzon put together a really cool video of our trip over to the West side a few weeks back. It's his first video. I think he did a really good job with it. Enjoy...
<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/3YnZ77Eg0_A" width="560"></iframe>lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-57173110278461342782014-04-01T00:00:00.002-04:002014-04-01T07:15:43.592-04:00Paying it Forward Part 2...Michigan<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xCAqt_M8kJCddKcy9lRH4ZLnTmszZetRYxVGbUTmJS7146j1VbdrPdll_s-zB41Q6xnX-8kGOoFpBqYttkMwi1KaJGMFMEQSrDAVDSzJoVadhapYoq1D5NlwXZS99Kskd1x8/s1600/springbuck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0xCAqt_M8kJCddKcy9lRH4ZLnTmszZetRYxVGbUTmJS7146j1VbdrPdll_s-zB41Q6xnX-8kGOoFpBqYttkMwi1KaJGMFMEQSrDAVDSzJoVadhapYoq1D5NlwXZS99Kskd1x8/s400/springbuck.jpg" /></a></div>I am fortunate and blessed to have within my means the ability to own and frequent a property in Northwestern Michigan literally a stones throw away from fabled waters. I remind myself of this each and every time I pull into the cabin drive. I do not take this for granted. With the property comes the ability to share this gift with others. This past weekend I had the opportunity to extend a Steelheading offer to young fishing prodigy Cole L. If you all remember, Cole and I had fished back in the fall on the home waters of Ontario. He still makes reference to that trip today. I can't help but see a spark in this kid that reminds me of myself at that same age. An unparalleled burning desire to chase these crazy fish that defies all logic and reasoning. The longing for an opportunity can almost be torture. It's hard to understand unless you are stricken with this affliction and have been there. The extended and miserable winter must have been hard on the young fella staring at his new switch rod rig and drooling over his Instagram account photos. An opportunity arose and I thought what a gift I could offer...We cleared it off with his parents and made the trek over to the West Side for two days of early spring adventure. The fishing wasn't epic but the crowds were. We made the best of it and had a lot of fun. I'd do it again in a minute. This kid can fish and has an appreciation and respect for the fishery like only a die hard Steelheader would. It wasn't looking good with the lack of fresh fish and the crowds but in the 11th hour Cole popped a nice Hen on the faithful Atomic Orange $$ bead.
It's not like I don't have an ulterior motive though...I'm still banking on this kid dragging me to the river when I'm old, intolerable, and without the means. Ah yes...money in the bank.
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It's been over a month since my last entry. To be quite honest this winter has really put a damper on both ambition and opportunity. I got out this weekend for a few drifts. Friday's positive temps were a blessing. It was nice to finally fish without the threat of frozen fingers and iced up guides. With the warm temps came the front end of the spring fishing crowds but a little leg work afforded me some solitude. It wasn't without effort but what started out as a bust turned into a refreshing day on the river with some very interesting critters to hand. I'm hoping the changing of the weather guard will muster up some inspiration but to be quite honest it's been a challenge lately to find the gumption to put pen to paper. I think it's a natural progression and I have certainly been here before but each time this funk arises I seem to dive a little deeper into the abyss. I liberated once of my collectables recently and the possibility of replacing it has ignited a small flame. My Instagram account has taken off and also fueled some ambition to get out there and capture some images. I have obtained some amazing new sponsors over the winter season that like my others I can stand behind without compromise. The Alaska trip is looming on the horizon and will certainly finish off the season on a high note before my Summer hiatus. Piscatorially I'm blessed but getting tired. Hoping a few well timed trips, some new acquaintances, and some old will get it all going again...<br />
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As fate would have it what is proving to be a reoccurring theme this winter forced my return to the cabin this past weekend. A small water leak in the bulkhead over the kitchen counter reared it's ugly head earlier this winter. I had hoped the purchase and install of some heat tracing on the back of the cabin roof would have remedied the ice daming and water backup issue on the roof but it only seemed to half way resolve what is proving to be a daunting pain in my ass. Prior to leaving our last stay I had placed a small bucket on the counter to capture the periodic drops hoping the leak would take up when the cabin cooled and the roof water refroze. This manoeuvre proved to be a mistake as the thought of an over flowing bucket of water was ever on my mind during the work week. I was hoping to stay home and enjoy a mild reprieve from the road but my internal thought processes were having no part of that. With future commitments on the horizon and visions of overflowing water I planned a return trip with a friend from work. Sledding and Steelheading was on the agenda with a side of "bucket checking". Late Friday night and my fears were semi-realized. There was no spillover but the bucket was indeed an inch and a half away from breach. Luckily for me the roof refroze and the leak took up. Plans were made for a leisurely Saturday morning in front of the woodstove with coffee followed by some afternoon Steelheading and evening Snowmobiling. Sunday would see us tend to the roof.<br />
The fishing was cold and proved to be a challenge but the Great Lakes Steelhead Co beads managed to persuade a few to hand. It was one of the coldest outings I have fished this winter a really tested our commitment. The evening snowmobiling was awesome. The trails were prime and there seemed to be a lot of deer traffic out along the countryside. The highlight was a stop in Brethren for a cold and delicious beverage. Sunday was spent pulling snow off the back roof, revealing the suspected water ingress culprit and redeployment of the electric heat tape. I will have to wait until spring or summer to finalize the fix but for now I'm confident I have it figured out. Til then I have a rather large storage bin on the counter to quench my mental demons and any unforeseen rapid thaws.<br />
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The cabin seemed extra cold this morning as I crept from the warmth of the bed. Friday's clear blue skies gave way to the doom and gloom of winter once again. There was a storm on the forecast and the dark grey skies gave a clear message that the snow was indeed on its way. I was on the fence as to whether or not I was going to hit the river but after my morning routine decided to don the gear hand make the trek. The access was surprisingly busy but once again my section of river was devoid of pressure. I fished the river hard for the first hour to no avail when another couple of anglers joined me. Their company forced my hand and I visited some water I had been to neglecting as of late mainly due to laziness on my part. The marabou wasn't producing today and neither were the money colour beads. I opted to tone things down and go with a more natural faint tangerine 10mm bead. After 4 fish in a matter of 30 mins I knew I had finally dialed it in. It was nice to figure it out and find success in the extreme conditions. It just keeps getting harder on the body and I am now certain my wrist is screwed. First the right shoulder and now the right wrist. It sucks getting old but the allure of the river and these crazy fish won't keep me down.
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I was entirely alone and my water hadn't seen any pressure in days judging by the amount of snow piled on the stairs.
It took no more than two drifts for the Marabou to once again prove its prowess. There cannot be enough said about enticing the response of one of these magnificent creatures on ones own hand tied creation. Instant inspiration...tonight I hit the vice once again to replenish the arsenal.
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Nothing like success on your own hand tied offerings. Just goes to prove versatility is the key to success and one should always have options. Keep true to your conviction and pound that water. Odds are if your gut tells you there are fish there then there most likely are. You just gotta put what they want in front of them with confidence. <br />
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As I sit in the great room of the cabin and collect my thoughts I find it hard to commit to the task at hand. The allure of the woodstove is hypnotizing and my now tired and weathered body beacons for anything but the concentration required to put together this entry. It's hard to believe that it has almost been a month since I was last here on a fishing adventure. <br />
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I find it hard to distance myself from this place for any lengthy amount of time but commitments kept me at bay until this week. I was anxious to get up and check on things after the early deep winter lock down we have been experiencing and equally as eager to wet a line in pursuit of some winter Steel. <br />
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I arrived late Wednesday evening and was pleased to see the new plow guy had been and gone. I unloaded the truck and settled in for the night. The morning came early and with it some much neglected chores. The cottage Truck was almost buried under a foot of snow and practically begging to be shovelled out. The Backup generator had a warning light on the display and beckoned for some much needed attention. Finally a few overdue bills needed to be paid before any fishing adventures could even be considered. <br />
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Well the snow was heavy, the truck battery was dead, and the Generator required an hour or more of attention. It was noon before I hit the river. I had all intentions of pulling the Hyde out of the garage and taking advantage of the predicted mild reprieve but after the morning chores I didn't have it in me to put forth the effort. I threw the gear in the truck and made my way towards tippy. <br />
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The late start didn't phase me in the least. After all it was Thursday, still damn cold, and mid day. The section of river I wanted to fish was only to be shared with one other gentlemen. The bite wasn't epic but I managed to put a few to the bank before my frozen feet finally made me succumb to old man winter .<br />
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Today the Great Lake Steelhead Co. Atomic and Glow beads were the ticket. Orange and blue seemed to grab their attention. Winter fishing is a double edged sword...On one side the solitude it affords is priceless but on the other the extreme elements take their toll on the body. <br />
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It's always worth the price of admission but each year gets harder.<br />
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lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-66177808791000887682013-12-16T09:22:00.001-05:002013-12-16T09:24:21.776-05:00Great Lakes Steelhead Co. Contest<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hey... my buddy Zack Rayno at Great Lakes Steelhead Co. has a cool Christmas contest running that affords one the opportunity to win a bunch of really cool quality Steelhead Swag. There ain't nothing better than free gear! Check it out...His beads are the Cat's A$$ and really put the fish on the bank.
Cross your fingers and get your best guess in on this contest. Good luck!!<br />
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<b><a href="http://glsteelheadco.com/great-lakes-steelhead-co-holiday-contest/">CLICK HERE FOR CONTEST LINK </a></b>lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-11169345458170135562013-12-03T07:39:00.001-05:002013-12-03T14:10:13.219-05:00One more tight to the wood...Had the opportunity to hit the home waters with Norland recently...Things started out slow but sure came around with a little determination. The Trick Em beads Zach Rayno sent me from <a href="http://glsteelheadco.com/home/">Great Lakes Steelhead Company</a> were the ticket on this outing and once things warmed up a bit and I dialed in the right colour it got really weird!!!! If you haven't tried their beads make sure you look them up. The Atomic and UV colours are amazing and have been consistently hitting fish for me and my friends on the Lake Huron and Michigan Flows. The highlight of this outing came at the end of the day. I was done and broken down watching Norland search for his closer fish. He made his way up to the top of the run and floated two nice drifts to no avail. You could see a sense of disappointment in his demeanor. He looked at me and proclaimed he was all done and was gonna break it down when I prompted him for one more final throw tight to the wood. Well as fate would have it in the 11th hour at the bottom of the drift the float dropped. After several intense moments and what seemed an eternity the 29" Huron Buck came to hand. Fish of the season on the Huron Tribs for our travels. A Great way to end the day and something I'll never let him live down! That biatch owes me one!!!
<embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Flambton101%2Falbumid%2F5952975018241125233%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" height="355" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="https://static.googleusercontent.com/external_content/picasaweb.googleusercontent.com/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="560"></embed>lambtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16523958127537407595noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36511780.post-47977576601043991182013-11-23T23:11:00.001-05:002013-11-24T00:13:34.581-05:00-5...What?I lost one today well into the teens...It was after 10-15 mins of pain. Big hot fish in -5C temps with driving snow squalls and big giant water is not for everyone. I thought long and hard about chasing this fish but there really wasn't any real estate left. I stood my ground and after what seemed an eternity I had to clamp down. There was a fraction of a second where I actually thought I might turn this fish...That was followed by a sudden moment of silence...the GLX unloaded. It was actually a relief...My hands were frozen to the point of intense pain and my shoulders were aching. He won...got the better of a fresh 8lb flouro tippet. Insane!!!!<br />
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