A Quick Peak in the Rear View Mirror

Stay what?

“Staycation”

A word that has become part of our regular vocabulary now that we are living with, or some might say in the shadow of COVID 19.

“A first class guide must be a master seaman, chef, marriage counselor, confidant, mixologist, sommelier, meteorologist, whipping boy, tackle consultant, mechanic, ichthyologist, zoologist, expert fisherman and have x-ray vision.

They must also be imbued with the patience and demeanor of a saint, because if anything- and I mean anything - goes wrong, it will be their fault…”

This year Lou and Roman, the crew of the We Work for Food Construction Company, or WWFFCC, planned to kick back some, and rather than work themselves to a frazzle every waking moment, enjoy what the lake, and surrounding area had to offer from a rest and relaxation standpoint.

Spring – or more particularly the open water season - is fast approaching so it’s time to dig out your tackle box, blow the dust off and get started on the much anticipated spring sorting and tackle buying rituals.

While buying fishing tackle can be a very enjoyable experience, it can also be darn frustrating at times. The selections are mind numbing, everyone claims that their stuff will out fish and out last everyone else’s, and prices range from downright cheap, to the ridiculously expensive.

This blog entry, which was written by my nephew, Michael Brettell, describes his trip to Esnagami Lake Lodge this past June.

Mikes parents gave him this trip for his 13^th birthday and, once he got over the initial disappointment of not getting an iPad, Mike had what he described as an “awesome” time.

He out fished and out ate all of us, and even learned a couple of new jokes that he could tell his mom and sisters without getting him, or his dad into too much trouble.

And in the Beginning… it was just too long!

This year’s trip started off with a bang as I walked up to the Air Canada check-in counter in Toronto in preparation to boarding my flight to Edmonton.