10/01/2011
GOUIN FISHING TRIP MAY 26 - JUNE 4, 2011
The trip began on Thursday May 26. Ken Gill, Bill Hyrcik, myself (Steve Barkwell) and a new addition to our fishing group Gary Slocum were ready to begin our annual Gouin reservoir fishing trip.
It was early (6:30AM) and everyone met at my house and loaded Bill's truck and mine with the final food supplies. By 7AM we were all packed and began our trip. The weather was clear and 76*. We utilized a tape recorder for our trip notes.
While transcribing from the tape recorder, I hear in the background a CB radio transmission comment from Gary saying to Bill " you can't be hungry already".
At 8:45 we are on the north side of Syracuse and the vehicles and boat trailer are running fine. We are using the CB radios for communication.
We stopped at Watertown and fueled the vehicles prior to crossing into Canada. We also stopped at Shorty's diner for breakfast, it was raining very hard. We looked for shorty but he wasn't there. Just as he had told Gary earlier, Bill really was hungry and ordered a big breakfast. Were back on the road again at 10:45 AM.
We crossed into Canada and got through customs with no problems. At 12:30 PM we were on Rt 401 heading east toward Ottawa, the sky was cloudy but now it has
stopped raining.
At 2 PM and 316 miles from home, we stopped for lunch in a small town, Notre-Dame De-La Salette, on Rt. 309, we were approximately 19 miles north of Rt 50. Its a nice town park along side of a river. A clean covered gazebo is there as well as a rest room with running water. We had lunch consisting of cold cuts, whole wheat and rye bread, pickles and rice pudding. The temperature was continuing to drop since we left home, it was 52* at lunch time. Ken's comments from the recorder are " Its a great spot, even a boat launch, we could spend a week there". This location is about 13 k south of Val-Des-Bois if we were traveling south on our way back home.
At 2:45 PM we were back on the road heading north on Rt. 309 in a heavy rain.
At 5: 00 PM we were at Mont Laurier getting fuel, this is our last gas / diesel stop on our way into the Gouin. It's an additional 166 miles of mostly dirt road to Hibou Camp form this location. This is also the last location to have phone service.
At 6:10 PM we were at the dirt road.
There is a large gravel pit at the 44 km marker, suitable for camping.
Mile marker 49 km large gravel pit on west side of road.
Mile marker 55 large gravel pit on east side of road and is back off the road a ways , this would be a good quiet spot to stop overnight. Mile marker 57 km same type area.
Hallelujah, were stopping for our night camp on the west side of the road next to a river, its 7 PM.
The entrance is small and opens up into a large area suitable for the trucks and boat.
We set up the tent and used a tarp off the back of Bill's truck . This served as our
cooking area, with the coleman stove on the tailgate of the truck. Since it was raining we cooked and ate under the tarp. Portable chairs worked well for seating.
Next year bring a larger tarp and a couple of tent poles for the tarp.
I have no idea what we had for dinner ? Halupki? somebody help me out
On the tape recorder, I commented that I have to do a better job packing the coolers for dinner and breakfast. It was hard to find the butter and bread and other items for meals on the road.
Were up at 5:30 AM, have coffee, toast, hard boiled eggs, and raisin bran cereal for breakfast. The weather was clear and cool, we break camp and are on the road at 7:30 AM.
The road is excellent , we must be following a grader into Parent our speed is about 45 mph or more , Ken is driving.
We reached the 4 corner intersection of dirt roads near the large substation at mile marker 106 km. There is a phone booth on the corner. I asked Ken not to turn onto the Parent road but park near the phone booth, maybe the phone works. This phone booth is about 100 miles from any civilization, in the middle of no where.
I am surprised that the phone works and I am able to phone home. While I'm on the phone Ken spots a wind sock nearby and finds a helicopter landing pad and large diesel tanks. Bill comes over and says I missed the turn, Ken says Bill wont take the lead driving because he wont run at 60 mph( Ken's minimum operating speed).
Mile marker 168 huge gravel pit for potential campsite on the east side of the road.
Ken say's we need a thermos in the truck - big screw up , he say's.
Ken's next comment on the tape is " we actually came upon a Quebec driver driving slow".
8:55 AM Relief. We just reached the hard road at marker 170 km going into Parent.
There is about 4 km of paved road when entering Parent.
9:10 AM We stop in Parent for a break, visit the store/ gas station and then have coffee and bran muffins on the side of the road.
9: 30 AM Were back on the road heading west out of Parent toward Hibou. The mile markers begin at zero as we head west on the Clova road.
The road has deteriorated and is very rough with many cobble stones in the road, in many places its down to a single lane.
Ken notes that at 29 km marker is a good spot to pull over for camping.
A second gravel pit on the right side just beyond the 29 km marker that would be good for camping( time 10:20 AM). We pass the forrest fire area at marker 59 km ( 11:05 AM). Approaching the river Oskeleno at 11:15 AM. We then take the right hand fork in the road and travel approximately 1 mile to the hot dog stand. At the stand we turn left for the Hibou road and the km markers begin at zero.
The temperature has now increased to 48* sunny and not a cloud in the sky. The road has a number of washouts that have been filled back in but the road is still fairly rough. We notice their are no black flies due to the cool temperatures. It is slow going now, There are many pot holes and the road is very uneven.
11:35 AM we stop for lunch along side the road.
12:15 PM back on the road again. The road continues to be rough.
12:50 We are passing the entrance to Martins Outfitter.
3:30 PM We have unloaded all our gear and stored it in the cabin and are now on our way down to the lake to unload my boat and install Bills motor on a Hibou boat.
It rains most of the day and we fish near camp. Lunch back at camp was a really big meal consisting of fried fish sandwich's, macroni salad and pickles, rice pudding for desert. Then everyone took a nap.
Later on, Ken & Gary walked down along the lake and spoke to a pilot who had earlier flown in right in front of our camp. At dinner time (8:00 PM) we chowed down with grilled tomato and cheese sandwich's. Gary's comment following dinner is that he's happy, having a good time , but tired. Their all drinking beer, I have another glass of milk.
Sunday morning:
Were up at 5:00 AM the sun is up, its a little cloudy and fairly warm. Gary and I are sitting in the kitchen area having coffee. Ken 's locked in the bathroom and Bill is sleeping . Gary is reading last years fishing journal.
7:00 AM Ken is cooking we are having potato pancakes, bacon, oranges, apple sauce,
and boiling hot coffee. Following breakfast everyone says their full. Ken say's we still have sticky buns to eat.
We fished in the second cut and around the Indian camp. The return trip was very rough , high winds and big waves. Bill stayed close to the north shore and hit a few rocks with the outboard. Bill also states he likes the movie Brides Maids.
Later Sunday afternoon
Bill makes his first recorded comments: He say's Ken threw his fishing net into the lake.
The next comments are exactly as recorded -- Bill is eating halupki and drops one on the floor.
He likes it so much he picks up the halupki and eats it , He say's its good and the floor is clean, I just moped it. Its clean and its good. There are other comments from the gallery and much laughter. As I listen to the tape and the comments to Bill, I start laughing to myself.
Next comment - Wayne Sherwood is Bill's cousin and he really has been to the Flapjack river.
Bill remembers how to get there by keeping a mountain on his left as he goes south to the river. We all accept & recognize his wilderness directional skills. The area of the Gouin that he has traveled is very remote and confusing.
3:00 PM Monday
Its a beautiful sunny day and we just got back to camp for lunch. We had been out fishing since 8:00 AM. We went west from camp towards Martens Outfitter. We fished at the bottom of the lower ditch then moved on past Martens to the top of the upper ditch. Fishing was good at he top left side. After a couple of hours we moved further up the lake to a small river that starts on the right side under the power line. Its only wide enough for one boat . About 1300 feet up the river and it opens up into a fairly large pond area. Its a beautiful spot with river rapids feeding the pond area from the northeast side. We fished there a while without much luck.
We decided to explore the area and headed for a second river near the dam.
We followed the river about a 1/2 - 3/4 mile into the upper lake and found a floating bog had grown over the lake. A huge amount of water must flow under the bog, because the lake supplies all the water flowing down the river. Year's ago (about 30 Years ),my dad and I boated through that area and fished the upper lake. The 30 year old topographic map that I still use today, shows that the lake area was open with just a little bog on each side of the lake. Its amazing how things change.
We were back at camp at 3:00 PM having coffee and the last of the 3 dozen oatmeal raisin cookies. We need more cookies next time.
By 4:30 we had topped off the trucks with fuel and taken extra fuel cans down to the
boats and were now heading down to the fish cleaning house with a lot of fish.
Comments from the tape also note the following trivia from Gary and Ken:
-Bill is out like a light- doing his back exercise's while he sleeps
-Gary has a G96 Stren made by Remmington ?
-Ken says Bill wont eat his so and so dinner , but he eats candy bars -What's the matter with him?
-Bill is now eating chocolate bars and rice pudding because he's to full to have
barbecue chicken. Ken comments - healthy chicken he wont eat (much harassing is
going on) but candy bars he can eat.
One quart of rice pudding for this meal only lasted 10 minutes.
Ken says triple the quantity for next year.
Ken and Bill were looking through a hole in the cabin wall (who knows why) and found the wood stove chimney was disconnected - we notified Adrian.
Its 9:00 PM Ken and Gary say they are exhausted and are sacking in for the night, Bill can't go to bed, he is trying to remember the last name of some guy name Joe.
Tuesday Morning
Bill is up early and leaves the following quote on the tape recorder:
" Tuesday morning and were ready to go fishing, the coffee is on and Ken is taking a shower, he's the first guy to bed and last guy up - Give me a break. laugh,laugh.
Gary adds - I know he just got up because he just poured orange juice in his coffee.
Bill has a revelation - the guy he's been thinking about for 2 days is Joe Solean?
Ken relates a happening at camp to the tape recorder:
Saturday a cessna 185 aircraft circle's the bay were on and came down low about 75-100 ft above the water going from the east to the west and flew right in front of our camp- very exciting, He then climbed higher and circled the bay again and came in for a landing in the bay in front of camp.
He then taxied to the Hibou office area. Ken and Gary walked down to where the plane was tied up and gave the plane a through inspection to insure that it was in good condition. They also interrogated the pilot as to where he was from and what he was doing there and for how long.
The pilot stayed at camp 2 nights and then took off Monday, The cross wind was very strong, he was having a difficult time , he managed to get one pontoon free of the water but couldn't get the other to break loose.
He was running out of the flight path and heading towards shore. He set the plane back down and went further down the lake and finally got air borne. He was from the famous town of Val-Dor.
Bill had the alarm clock set for 6 AM but got up at 1 AM and shut the alarm off.
The rest of the story is that Gary hid the alarm clock in Bill's room and set the clock for
4 AM. However during the night Bill kept hearing a loud tick tock in his room and it sounded like a clock in a bomb. So in the middle of the night with his flashlight he started searching for the source of this noise. Gary had done a great job hiding the clock in some boxes above Bills bunk. Bill finally found it , shut the alarm off and put the clock back in the kitchen,
We still managed to get up at 5:30 AM had cereal , bananas, coffee and finished it off with sticky buns. We were ready to fish.
We decided to go to the Flapjack river that is a major trip about 17 - 20 miles away. Extra fuel, food ,and rain gear are needed, so as to be prepared for any weather conditions. We headed out to the big water, Bill was in the lead and I was behind Bill.
Bill and I were both equipped with CB radios in order to keep in constant contact.
As always I was tracking my way using a topographical map and utilizing my GPS system.
Near the big water 2 boats were on the North side of the channel, they were waving to Bill to come over to their boats, Bill waved back and kept going. We ( Gary, Ken & I ) stopped to see what they wanted. It turned out that it was a group from Hibou and they invited us to follow them north of the sand bank for a day of fishing. Meanwhile Bill is heading directly east to who knows where( He later says Shepardsville). The other fella's were very sociable and continue to talk to us and show us lake locations on their map. I explain a number of times that we have to go because Bill is almost out of sight and he doesn't know where he is going.
My fear is that Bill is going the wrong way and that it gets shallow in spots with a lot of rocks and I don't know exactly where the rocks are. Therefore I would have to be very cautious to follow, let alone catch up to him.
I finally say we have to go before we lose Bill. We leave the group at full throttle hoping to get Bills attention, we are calling on the CB, waving jackets and a bright yellow life preserver to get his attention - Bill continues on. We continue to call him on the CB radio to no avail.
We got half way across the big water, Bill is almost out of sight, He finally stops and turns around and realizes were not with him. I think he didn't have the radio on.
We get back together and head south 15 miles to the Flapjack river.
We got to the Flapjack and Gary started catching one fish after another, the rest of us just watched. After a period of time we began to catch walleyes.
Around 1 PM we beached our boats on a small island near where the river drops into the lake. We fried up 5 walleyes for lunch and everyone wanted more so I filleted 7 more. What a meal.
We returned back to camp around 5PM and still had 14 fish to clean. Ken made fish fillets with garlic, onions & tomato. Bill's desert was another chocolate bar.
Since the weather was warming up the black flies were beginning to become bothersome.
We are up at 4:30 AM Ken rattles pots. We are having peach pancakes for breakfast.
It rained real hard last knight. It has now stopped raining and there is a nice cool breeze.
Note: for next trip 150 paper plates are necessary for 4 people. Ken and the crew says keep the peaches and pancakes on the menu - great meal.
Its 8:30 AM ,sunny slight breeze,and we are going to fish the ditches today. Fished at the bottom of the lower ditch it was very windy , the anchors would not hold. We caught one walleye and one northern pike. Because it was so windy we moved up the lower ditch into what was a more protected area. The wind was still bad and came down the ditch, one tree blew down as we fished. We headed back to camp around noon. The wind was very strong and waves were around 4 feet, Ken & I led the way in my boat to break the waves for Bill & Gary who were in a smaller boat. It was still very rough for them, Gary was in the front of their boat on the floor to stabilize their boat. Near the 1st cut a boat was pulled up on shore and two people were on shore waiting for the wind to die down. It was to rough to try to get near them so we kept going.
Note: 8 loaves of bread were purchased - 2 loaves left on Wednesday afternoon.
Bill lives on candy bars , macaroni salad, cookies and O'douls. The batteries have gone dead in the camera, Bill had a suggestion take them out of the walkie talkies , Ken & Gary concur because Bill wont use the walkie - talkie anyway. These comments are only a few of much discussion about nothing following a dinner of barbecue burgers ,macaroni salad and candy bars. Ken now notices that the plastic container that the cookies were in shows some rodent damage. Closer inspection by Ken reveals that the teeth marks match those of Bill's teeth. Ken continues to evaluate our food supplies and now states that he is both shocked and appalled that we have not yet opened one can of vegetables.
Technical discussion continues concerning finding the location of fish. Gary says you need to know where the rocks are,someone says that's where all the fish are, someone says to Bill did you mark any on your fish finder . Bill says nah I didn't have it on. I said did you have your radio on? Bill says nah. Laughter erupts for a long period of 'time. Someone says, You never have your radio on thats why you got lost.
Bill says ,no I wasn't lost, I was looking south where I should have been, but I was traveling east, I new right where I was, sort- of. Much laughter for quite a while.
4:15 Thursday morning
I'm up wandering around and light the propane light & go back to bed. Everyone else is up at 5:30 and start cooking. Breakfast consists of coffee, fried eggs with orange zest, home fries, bagel's and sticky buns.
8:10 Were going fishing its windy, cold and raining.
We didn't record any info on where we fished but we did note we caught fish.
12:00 Back at camp and have 2 cans of tomato soup ,grilled cheese sandwiches and fried baloney ( Gary provided some great boloney). Ken makes an apple compote with banana served over chocolate.
I notice Bill's radio on the shelf and I said, Bill did you shut your radio off.
Bill - I don't know if I even turned it on. Everyone begins to laugh because Bill tends not to use the radio or know what he has done with it.
Following lunch we begin to box up all our gear and seal the boxes with tape in order to keep the dust out. The boat is then pulled out and packed and covered. As much gear is packed into the trucks and boat because check out is 8 AM Friday morning.
Dinner ? Vennison speedies?
Friday morning
We are up at 4:30 AM breakfast is coffee, bacon & eggs. The temperature is a cool 36*.
We pack the last of our goods and coolers, sweep and mop the camp. I think its cleaner now than when we first arrived. We all take advantage of the hot showers and are on our way out at 8:40 AM.
9:03 AM We are passing Martens. The tape recorder runs out of power and we are now making hand written notes in a vibrating truck , this was not easy. The road is very rough with a few wash outs.
10:25 AM Were at the Intersection of the Parent to Clova road. The Oskeleno river bridge is just east of the intersection. The temperature is now up to 54*.
12:00 Noon We are in Parent and stop for lunch on the side of the road 12:40 PM We are back on the road, The 163 km marker is just south of Parent.
3:10 PM We are now on the hard road. It feels good to be off the dirt road.
The condition of the Parent road was very good though. We traveled 45 mph
or better most of the way. Faster when Ken is driving.
At the 2 km mark on the North side of the hard road is a very good pull off.
Temperature was 70*.
3:45 PM We are now at Mont Laurier and are fueling up and have an Ice cream cone.
We travel south on rt. 309.
5:30 PM We arrive at our favorite little park at Notre-Dame De-La -Salette.
Meatloaf sandwiches.
6:00 PM We are on the road again and heading south.
6:15 PM We are on the entrance ramp to rt. 50 West toward Ottawa.
7:50 PM We are at the US border.
8:20 PM We pull into EEL Weir state park near Black lake. Set up the tent and went to
Bed.
Saturday morning
5:00 AM We fix breakfast of cereal, fruit compote, toast and coffee.
7:30 AM We leave camp head south on rt. 37.
8:15 AM We are at rt. 81.
8:35 AM Stop at reststop on rt. 81 south of Watertown.
8:50 AM Left rest stop, it is cloudy and 63*.
11:25 AM We are back in Binghamton.
It is not the end, just the culmination of another great trip with good friends.
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Hibou cabin & fishing permits $ 1841
Eel Wier State Park 20
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$ 1861
Hibou expenses $ 1861 / group $ 465.25 / man
Fuel 704.30 176.07
Food 227.00 56.75 ( $29 credited back on
return)
Tolls 13.00 3.25
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Total $ 2805.30 / group $ 701.32 / man
GOUIN JOURNAL 5/28/09 - 6/06/09
Carl Paugh began his trip on 6/27 from Moresboro, NC at 8:30 AM. While en route to Binghamton on Rt 77 near Statesville NC, a trailer tire blew. Carl had two spares with him and was soon on his way north. Carl arrived in Binghamton that night around 10 PM. Steve Jr. had found two new trailer tires at a store in Owego and had the tires on hand when Carl arrived.
Up at 5:30 AM on Thursday had breakfast and mounted the new trailer tire. Ken Gill arrived around 7:30 AM. We loaded the vehicles with all the equipment and food stuff. All food supplies were sealed in cardboard boxes to keep dust from the dirt road out of the boxes.
We left Binghamton at 9:30 AM with two trucks and two boats. We drove north on Rt 81 towards the 1000 Island bridge. We stopped at Alexandria Bay and fueled the trucks prior to crossing the border. We went through customs without a hitch as I told the border guard the guy behind us had all the beer. The officer did question Carl because she wanted to know how much beer he had and how much he had of ours. Carl managed to get through customs with our help. We stopped for a quick lunch just past customs on Wesley Island near the Canadian money exchange. We had lunch and later exchanged money for payment of the outfitter cabin. We then took 401 East to 416 north to Ottawa. At Ottawa we picked up Rt 417 east to bypass Ottawa ,traffic was heavy at 4:30 PM. We then took the Vannier parkway north to Rt 105 north. Arrived Manawaki at 5:30 pm. Stopped at Hullberts department store for fishing licenses.
Since it was so late we decided to have a tailgate dinner in the parking lot behind the store. Turkey , olive loaf sandwiches and macaroni salad. We had kept one cooler with food stuff for use on the trip in. It worked well and the olive loaf was the big hit.
We continued on to Mont Laurier and topped off with fuel for the dirt road. This was the last location to use cell phones and get fuel, as we would soon be on the dirt road. It had been raining since we left Binghamton. It continued to rain as we drove on the dirt road toward Parent, Quebec. Parent is a small logging community approximately 100 miles in on the dirt road.
A short ways in on the dirt road the hold down strap on Steve's boat trailer broke. The hold down bracket broke off the trailer. We then tied the strap to the trailer frame and were on our way again. Three hours later on the dirt road the same trailer strap that we had repaired broke. Because the attachment for the strap had broken off the strap was rubbing on the side of the boat. The vibration from the road and the wet sand allowed the strap to wear through. The ratchet release for the strap was covered with wet sand and wouldn't release. It was still raining and everything was covered with wet sand. Ken found a broken 5 gallon bucket in a nearby ditch and began dumping water from the ditch on to the ratchet to clean it up enough to work and it did . We used a new spare strap and taped pieces of carpet to the strap to protect it from wearing through on the boat. Upon finishing the repair we had our coffee break , standing in the rain next to the vehicles. We continued driving (seemed like forever) until we saw light in the skyline ahead of us. A large Hydro Quebec switching station was to the west side of the road. We stopped at the four corner intersection near the switch station and there was a phone booth in the middle of nowhere. We turned right at the four corners and drove until we reached the four seasons motel at Parent. The motel is a small and has ten units. It was 12:30 AM Friday morning. Steve had reserved the room and AnnMarie had confirmed our reservation earlier that day. the door to room #6 was unlocked with the light on. It was a welcome sight after all the driving. Ken and Carl looked exhausted or worse. Ken couldn't wait to hit the sack, Carl said he could continue driving to James Bay The room was small, it had 3 beds about two feet apart and a shower. We all slept soundly that night. I woke up the next morning about 6:30 AM. Ken had a pillow over his head. Someone must have been snoring that night. We had continental breakfast in the room. Toast to order, hard boiled eggs and black coffee. The toaster and electric coffee maker that I packed worked out very well. We were revived and ready for the rest of the dirt road. While we waited for the proprietor to arrive, we noticed only one other room was occupied.
The proprietor arrived at 8 AM. On the office door we noticed a note for Mrs. Barkwell to stay in room 6. Paid $79 and we were on our way, it was Friday morning 6/29. The log camp at Parent seemed to have a very large inventory, yet no trucks were on the road and it appeared they were not actively logging. We continued driving in the rain, passed three vehicles pushed over the side of the road and abandoned. We arrived at the last dirt road intersection and saw that someone was building a two story hot dog stand in the middle of nowhere. The last 5 miles of road were terrible. Two trucks came up behind us, so we pulled over to allow them to pass. The road was narrow and rough with a lot of rocks on the sides of the road. The first truck that passed us was towing a mini excavator on a trailer and had some difficulty getting by us. The second truck got by us and we noticed the first truck with trailer was pulling over to the side of the road the driver got out and started kicking one of the trailer tires on the driver side. Apparently when passing us one of the large rocks on the side must have damaged the trailer tire. It was flat. We waved and passed them by.
We soon pulled into Hibou Outfitter camp. The proprietors were eating lunch, but were happy to see us. We reminisced with Adrian and Mrs. Pier who didn't speak english. We moved into cabin 7 at noon on Friday.
Ken prepared chicken noodle soup and sandwich's for lunch. No grits. We went fishing for the afternoon at the second cut. Had chicken for dinner. I think Carl got the first walleye.
Saturday 5:15 AM the sun is up, seems very cold and its snowing. There is ice on the boats. Ken says it’s very cold because his third finger on his right hand has turned white from the cold ? He say's it’s an old hunting injury?
Ken prepares the standard breakfast. It's a BIG breakfast with bacon, eggs, toast, home-fries, no fat back or grits for Carl - he seems disappointed. It was still very cold so we started a fire in the wood stove and sat around after breakfast. Ken and Carl discuss the beds not being up to snuff, they were to hard or to short. Steve's bed was just right. We continued for an hour or so staying warm by the stove and discussing nothing of importance. Went fishing at second cut. It was to cold and windy to venture too far.
Sunday
We were up early around 5 AM and made breakfast. Potatoes, eggs, toast , washed down with lots of coffee and sticky buns,. We fished at the second cut. It was very windy and it was necessary to fish in cut ( a protected area between two islands) because the anchor would not hold when out in the wind. The fish were not biting very well and we were using all colors of jigs, trying to figure out what the walleyes will go after. We began catching a few walleyes and a few northerns. The jigs with motor oil color mister twisters seem to be the best bait. Normally we don’t keep the northerns but since the walleyes are not biting well we were keeping the northern pike. Steve has been filleting the northern’s and has been successful in getting the Y bones out.
After lunch we went to the top of the ditch above Martins Outfitter camp. We were not having much luck and noticed that a boat nearby with a family on board were catching one fish after another. I have no idea what they were using for bait but no doubt it was illegal.
We got back to camp around 8 PM and had halupki dinner . It was still very cold and windy, so we started a fire in the wood stove and sat around and talked for hours about nothing and reminisced. We went to bed around 10:30 AM. The outfitter runs the electric generator until 11PM so we left the 1 light on. In the morning the generator starts at 6 AM and the lights come on.
Monday Ken is up at 4:30 and gets the rest of us going. Big breakfast , Chef Ken makes the big breakfast special, eggs, home-fries, pancakes, coffee. Its important to note only cast iron fry pans and griddle are used. Following breakfast we begin to load the boats with gas, fishing gear, hot coffee and food stuff. Following breakfast we find the boats are covered with ice from the rain and cold during the night. The weather is still overcast and rainy, so we wanted to stay close to camp. We decided to go to the top of the ditch in the upper lake. Fishing wasn't to good ,so we went up the lake to a small river , about 10 ft. wide. The river starts under the 765 kV power line and goes up at a slight grade to a pond. At the north end of the pond another small river with rapids dumps into this area. The water in this area is very fast , but it is a bad spot for boats. Its a very pretty spot with a lot of boulders just under the surface. We fished there for a while but the fishing wasn't very good. We slowly left the area and entered into the main lake below. We were marking a lot of fish , but they were just not feeding. Upon leaving that area we took Ken into the bay where the dam is and pointed out the area where we stay with our campers. The time was around 2 PM and we headed back to camp for a late lunch.
We had lunch back at camp, I think we had halupki. After lunch we did the dishes and sat around , it continued to be cold and windy and the wood stove made everyone sleepy and we all took a nap. Steve woke up around 7 PM and wanted to go fishing. It was still light out because the days are from 4:15 AM till about 10PM. Carl and Ken stayed in and Steve fished the second cut. The second cut is a narrow body of water about 20-30 feet wide that connects two bodies of water and is usually full of fish. the cut was full of fish as indicated by the fish finder ,but the fish didn't bite that well. While cleaning that we had previously caught, it was obvious their stomachs were relatively empty other then some black substance. It turned out in some of the fish the substance wasn't as digested, and the substance was insects that they were eating, but no minnows or other bait. The cold temperatures, 50 degree water , and bad weather had caused the walleyes to stop feeding. Steve continued to fish the cut for a little over an hour and finally gave up and went back to camp. Ken and Carl were still chewing the fatback. They continued discussing the value and varied uses of fat back and pig meat and how to raise pigs. I listened to the conversation thinking maybe I'd learn something. Everyone hit the sack at 11PM.
Tuesday
Its 5:15AM the pots and pans are rattling, I think its time to get up. Ken continues to get up to early and bang around. I'm beginning to worry about him. Its not normal to have that much energy. Ken always has the coffee ready and is much appreciated by the rest of us. The electric coffee maker has worked out well. Perked coffee in the large 12 cup camp pot is also used. Breakfast today is potatoes, pancakes, ham, toast and coffee.
8 AM and were on our way fishing. We fish the second cut and head towards Martin's to fish the bottom of the lower ditch. We caught some walleyes and then headed for the top of the ditch above Martins. Carl led the way and at the top of the ditch begins to go around the bend just before getting to the upper lake and another boat is coming down. This is a problem because the water is rapid and the ditch is about 12-15 feet wide with high rocks on both sides. The other boat is large, both boats stay to the center so as not to hit the rock sides, its a close call. Then Ken and Steve are right behind Carl. The guys in the other boat had to be shocked when they saw another large boat coming at them right behind Carl. They did get by Steve, but must have had a terrible time from the 3 foot waves caused by my boat in this narrow ditch. Steve never looked behind or at the boat as they passed because it was so narrow and dangerous. Steve only watched the rocks on the side and the side of the large boat coming around the corner of the ditch. It all seemed a little nerve racking.
Stopped and anchored at the top of the ditch. We fished until noon and caught some walleyes. Storm clouds were all around us. The clouds seemed lower than we were used to seeing. The other unusual aspect was how fast the clouds were moving. The wind was out of the west and the weather was changing rapidly. You could see dark clouds off in the distance and rain coming down out of the cloud then it was passing us by in minutes. We heard thunder in the distance and dark clouds were moving our way. It was around 1 PM and we pulled on our rain suits and headed back to camp.
We were at camp a short while and we heard a helicopter getting near. Ken runs out the cabin door, He yells , its a helicopter landing right next to our cabin. We all go out . The copter lands on a 12 x12 ft wood platform next to our cabin. The copter hovers about 20 ft high and is maneuvering in different directions. It is getting blown around by the wind coming off the lake. This landing site is right next to large trees , I thought this might not be the best place to be if the wind keeps up. They land safely 4 men and a very young pilot (about 25) get out. We talk to all of them. They are employees of the province of Quebec. One is a telecommunications engineer, one is a fire fighter, and I don' remember what the other two did. The two men spoke good english and told us they were out of Manawaki, Quebec. They were very interesting and had been doing this type of work for many years. They did relate some stories of experiences in bad weather and snow in which this same helicopter almost crashed on a mountain top due to ice. Upon fueling the copter they began to load up and head out. Carl is pleased to see the copter and be so close. It brings back a lot of memories for him. The pilot is ready to go and begins to enter the copter. He stops and walks over to Carl and says you better get back because their is going to be a lot of wind and debris flying. Carl standing about 50 foot from the copter and says he is all set he's used to it.
The men are all back in the copter, the jet engine comes alive , the wind is blowing,
Carl is smiling and looking at the scene. The jet engine really revs up, wind and junk is blowing everywhere, Carl stands his ground. The rest of us run back away. It all brings back memories for Carl, he says he remembers standing under them as they took off. He says all you have to do is close your eyes and hit the ground. The copter flies away, Carl's still standing in the same spot, smiling and having flash backs of his army years.
After the excitement of the helicopter, Ken and Steve decide to go exploring and hike out toward the entrance road. A short ways from camp a large old road grader is found parked off the side of the road. After inspecting the grader we continued walking and found the entrance road to the camp dump. This is the area where the bears come in to look over the trash. We continued toward the main road and Ken spotted some bear poop. He inspected it throughly and identified what the bear had been eating? He knows his poop.
As we near the main road two indians driving a pickup, drive up to us and stop. They are speaking in their native tongue and its not French. We don't understand what they are saying, we were not able to communicate in any way. One indian then manages to say proprietor. We nod that we understand and point down the road toward Hibou. They respond saying something and drive towards camp. We walk a little further and hear a vehicle coming toward us. We soon see a pickup come around a corner down the road. The vehicle is going very fast and slides and bounces around a corner. The trailer that its pulling slides around to the side of the truck. The vehicle is traveling way to fast and is almost out of control. Ken and I get back a ways off the road. The driver slows near us and turns into the Hibou driveway and stops. He is pulling a fuel trailer with a welded steel tank about 200 gallons. Both axles under the trailer were severely bent. The wheels were no longer vertical but were bent at 45 degree angles. the driver got out and picked up the fuel hose and nozzle that had been dragging in the dirt road. It soon begins to rain, we return to camp.
Wednesday
We got up at 4:30 AM. Steve went out to check the leech trap. No leeches, its too cold.
Ken makes breakfast, peach pancakes, eggs, bacon, fried apples, toast and coffee.
Carl says no more eggs and has cereal and later a peach pancake. We cleaned up camp and went fishing at 7 AM. The weather was cold and rainy. We head out for a trip to the flapjack river, about a 25 mile trip. It takes about 1 1/2 to 2 hours. On the way we stop at Pop's island and look around at the deteriorating camp site. The site has a lot of memories because its the site that we camped at on our first few trips. Ken follows the trip's progress on the topographical map on the way to the flapjack. Ken and Carl catch the majority of the fish. We had lunch on a small island about 20 feet in diameter. The shoreline doesn't offer much clear area to set up for lunch because of the thick forrest right up to the water edge.
The shore lunch was excellent. The fish were not biting very well. Yet the fish finder indicated that the whole area at the flapjack was full of fish. Clouds were moving in around 3 PM. Carl felt we were going to get rain as the clouds began to get darker. We decided to head back before the white caps got to large on the Big water. We hit the wall of rain before we got to Pop's Island. The wind was strong out of the west but the waves were not to bad. We got back to camp at 5 PM and had fish chowder and left over meat-loaf. Steve was into a feeding frenzy before the chowder was ready. Carl was really looking forward to the chowder.
The rain hit again and then a rainbow came down and landed at the second cut. We could see both ends of the rainbow from camp. Ken ran out and began taking pictures.
Ken was sure it was a sign were the fish would be for our last day of fishing.
Steve passed out at 9 PM. Carl and Ken continued to discuss fatback. The sun was just setting and it was still light inside the cabin at 9:30 PM. Carl and Ken soon hit the sack.
Thursday
Carl is up at 5:30 AM but did not send up a signal flare so the rest of us slept until 6.
We have a breakfast of peach pancakes, venison sausage,toast, and coffee. Ken makes a plan to eat our way out of camp on Friday. We were out on the lake fishing by 7:30 AM. We stopped at the second cut to fish. The spot is closest to camp. Then moved on west toward the bottom of the ditch below Martins. We caught a few fish. We then moved up past Martins to the top of the ditch. Carl caught 3 nice walleyes. The skies were getting dark with clouds. It was just a matter of time before it started to rain so we decided to return to camp. Lunch was halupki, fiddle-head ferns, and bread and butter. Ken notices Carl undressing his halupki. He's taking the cabbage off. ken questions him and Carl says he always does that. During lunch it rains very hard and an hour later the weather clears and its bright and sunny. About this time our next door neighbors are moving out of their camp. They were the only other people staying at Hibou. Their leaving may be due to our 5:30 AM noise from pots and pans. We went back out fishing at 2 PM. We caught 1 northern and 5 walleye at the top of the ditch. Storms were again moving in at 5 PM so we headed back to camp.
About half way back to camp Steve's motor quit. We didn't know what the problem was.
After awhile when the motor cooled off we were able to start the motor. It would only idle on one cylinder and we slowly returned to camp. We prepared dinner of venison spedies and fish chowder. Following dinner we began packing up. We reflected about the past week of fishing and how fast the time had gone by. We are in bed by 9:30 PM in preparation for the long trip home.
Friday
Were up at 4:30 AM. Ken prepares breakfast of potatoes, eggs, bacon, toast and coffee.
Following breakfast we cleaned the camp and packed up the last of the boxes.
Trucks and trailers were checked and double checked for the long and rough ride out on the dirt road. Once everything was loaded in the trucks, it was shower time. We then stopped at the Hibou office and paid the camp rental of $ 990.62 Canadian money. We took some pictures with Adrian one of the owners and said our goodbyes.
We were on our way home it was 8:30 AM.
Itinerary for the trip home is as follows:
9:00 AM at the lower ditch bridge
11:00 AM hot dog stand
1:12 AM Clova turn, Oskelano bridge
Noon Kanaie camp turn off road
12:50 PM Parent, Kruger wood products, tailgate lunch
1:24 PM Parent, finished lunch and were on our way
2:50 PM Bear burger stand
3:26 PM stop at stop sign, turned right
4:00 PM crossed bridge at the falls and turned left
5:15 PM hit the paved road, 168 miles from Hibou Camp
5:50 PM Mont Laurier, Steve's ready for dinner - Carl give's him a pepperoni roll
5:60 PM Left Mont Laurier going south on a new route
7:35 PM Notre Dame DeLaSere on Rt 309
8:30 PM Ottawa
10:00 PM dinner at truck stop on Rt 105
11:30 PM Customs at 1000 Island bridge
2:30 PM arrived at Steve's, we all sacked in