We left early Friday morning to make the trek up to BTS's camp...a 45 minute 4-wheeler ride was the first task....into the great wilderness!....so we loaded up and started to make our way in....
WIG on the 4 wheeler...we made it about half a mile in....and after hittin the rhubard a few times....I took over...what a ride man!....I NEED one of those.....
We were dragging a small sled behind us.....until we hit a bump and 6 dozen minnows were suddenly floating around in the snow....
......We only lost a few..... Upon arriving....not knowing what we were headed to.....we arrive to find a great camp!....all the amenities of home.....WIG and I were floored...this is gonna be a great weekend!
We headed down to the ice......great little lake.....BTS tells us where to head...so over WIG and I go....and sit....and wait.....and sit...and wait....
....not a heck of alot goin on.....but the setting we were in....it didn't really matter.... MT and BTS came down.....and the venison sausage was fired up.....great food....great company.....oh ya but we were there to catch a few fish....they hadn't visited us yet....
Just as dusk came.....MT had moved off to another small area suggested by BTS.....and low and behold....MT gets one.....a beauty at that!....17 inches of Speck....(WIG has this pic)....the other three of us knew we were in trouble now......considering if MT was the only one to bring in a fish....we'd never hear the end of it!
Friday night ended with MT in the lead....and mighty proud of himself....talking about signing us up for his clinic that was going on that night at 9 oclock..
Saturday morning....we headed back to the same area....I moved off to another area around a point.....and set-up....I came across the Lost lake Guide......apparently he's a Hawk Talker too.....
He wasn't givin up any info though....so I told him he wasn't gettin paid!
WIG had his shot at glory early Saturday morning....after not leaving his lines for a second....he got up to get something out of the sled....he heard his bells ringing!....he turned back...to watch his rod and reel get ripped from the frozen snow pile he had it lodged in....I could hear him cursing from 300 yards away!....too bad WIG...I put it at around 22 inches...
The day of sunshine flew by!....more venison sausages....and more cans for the Can CRUSHER to deal with.....WIG was the CRUSHER.....and became a pro...
Towards dusk again......my line went off.....it happened to be the one right in front of the guide....
.....up she came.....15.75 inches....
The guide and I became friends after that...
That night ended with MT still in the lead.....after a great meal of steaks the conversation surrounded FH.Net...and what it has added to our fishing lives...great stuff!
We were up and at it early again Sunday......back out to our holes..BTS got one early....I believe around 15 niches.....(WIG has pic).....so WIG was on the hook for the skunk...
...oh well...we all had a heck of a weekend....we weren't yankin them up the holes all all day....but it was still one of the best trips I've ever been on!We made our way back down the trail to the trucks...shook hands...thanked BTS a hundred times....and off we went....
To make it 101 times....Thanks a million Brian.....you are an unbelievable host.....
MT and WIG.....my sides still hurt...the laughs....too much...thanks guys!
The Crew!
RJ
the tooth is now gone.....that would have been one hell of a trip from there