I realize this is not a Lake Erie fishing report, but I’m hoping you will allow me this one indulgence to share my personal experience with you. When I was a little girl of 4 years, I caught my first fish, and I was hooked for life. (Yes, pun intended!)
Back in 1967, sport shows were a date set on the calendar that everyone looked forward to. My parents would take my siblings and I to the shows every year, and then we would go to see the “Travel Log” at a near by theater to end the day. The ‘Travel Log’ was a series of nature films that were offered before they became available on our little black and white TVs that only offered a few channels, and where my love of the outdoors was nurtured.
The people that came down from Canada to display their camp’s offerings always got my attention. Sure, I couldn’t read yet, but their pictures made me dream of going to beautiful places that I would often see in those films at the ‘Travel Log”. And, thanks to a group of fine gentlemen who invited me to go with them this year, that dream was finally realized.
What an amazing experience! It took me back to the feelings I had when I was just a wee little girl of 4 fishing from the dock on a northern Wisconsin lake. I was giddy from the moment I learned I was going to be going, and counted down the days, which seemed to take forever before the day we would leave.
We left after dark, and drove 16 hours straight through, until we arrived in Nakina, ON. There wasn’t much to see until the morning light, but as soon as it was, I was overwhelmed with a sense of peace, and excitement at the same time. The beauty of the north shore of Lake Superior is simply breath-taking. We saw some wildlife too. A big black bear that had second thoughts about crossing the road and scampered back into the woods, and a young moose chewing foliage on the side of the road, whose head turned to watch us go by in our fancy red pick up truck.
We flew 25 minutes northwest of Nakina to Meta Lake Lodge, which offers trophy northern pike, walleye, and perch fishing on both Meta and Ara Lakes. What an incredible ride. I have never flown on a float plane before, so the guys let me sit up front with the pilot to get the best views.
Arriving at the camp, we were greeted by the owners and staff with smiling faces. The camp was rustic and beautiful. The wooden boats we would use for the rest of the week shimmered like gold along the docks. I couldn’t wait to get on the water. Since we live next to the “Walleye Capital of the World” we would be targeting trophy pike for the week, and it didn’t disappoint. We caught more big fish than I ever imagined we would, and everyone had a great time. We shared stories during cocktail hour, which is a bonus only adults can appreciate, and enjoyed fabulous dinners in the main lodge with the other guests. The week flew by much too fast, and we had to head back home to our everyday lives again. But, for 8 days we were living in paradise.
I kept a journal of each day’s fishing experience, and have put it in my blog on my website. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed this trip. I guess the moral of this story is to never stop dreaming, and to find a way to make your dreams come true. You will never regret it! Thanks for indulging me this week, and I promise I’ll have a Lake Erie fishing report for you next week.