It's been a while since I've been on here, mainly because I've been laying tracks all over the province. For the first week of August, I was able to go fishing at my Dad's friend Tony's hunt camp, which has a lake loaded with Rainbows and the odd Laker. On Tuesday morning, the 2st of August, my dad landed an 8 lb lake trout, and could not stop talking about it. It was the largest laker caught since 1979, when a 15 lb 9 oz behemoth was pulled out. My dad was adament that no fish caught this year would come close to his Laker.
My Dad's Laker
That night, I took Tony's friend Tim out, and he brings his line in, just as the motor runs out of gas. I decide to leave my line in the water and as I'm filling the gas tank, a rainbow hits! I yell at Tim to grab my rod, and he brings in the first rainbowhe ever caught, coming in at just under 2 lbs.
Tim (with his sons, Ryan and Sammy) and his Rainbow
After cleaning Tim's rainbow, my dad is boasting about how big his fish is. I told him that I'd catch a bigger one tomorrow. I didn't know that I was going to be right. Tim and I made plans to go out the next morning. The lodge was stinkin' hot that night, so I stayed up all night, and woke Tim at about quarter to five. We get out, and after a good couple hits and Tim losing a fish, I hook into something at about 6:30 am. Tim thought I was snagged, because I was pulling the boat, but I was convinced I had a fish on. All of the sudden, a big run down to the bottom of the lake. I just about shat myself and loosened the drag right off because I was only using 6 lb test. When the run was done, I tightened it again and gained up my line. According to Tim, there was three more runs, and three more times of me regaining line. The third time, I see bubbles come up to the surface. At that time I knew it was a laker. I keep reeling and see the one of the biggest fish in my life. At this point I started to hyperventilate. After another few minutes or wrangling, I'm able to get the fish close enough to the boat for Tim to net it.
My Laker
Tim and I race back to the lodge and put the fish in the fish room. We measure it, and it came in at 28" (72 cm) and we had to use the bathroom scale to weigh it. The scientific scale only went up to 8 lbs. Tim and I both went on the scale three times, took down our weights, then went back on with the fish three times each, and the average weight came out to 11 lbs. 8 oz. I'm betting the people who come in from Sir Sanford Fleming to record the record book for their biology class will have a field day over it.
We decide to head back out, but the adrenaline rush has me so wiped out I could barely keep the boat straight.
The total fish for the week were 14 kept rainbow and lakers and a boatload of released smallmouth bass.
Good ol' kwikfish eh? 
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