Over The River And Through The Woods (with Bears).

 
The first trek of the year into "Lil Camp" on the Escanaba often requires a chain saw to clear winter treefall on the "road". Last year, there was so much winter storm damage that, after hacking our way in, all we had time to do was have a beer, turn around, and head back. 

This year a different story. It was an easy drive in. 

On arrival we had time to stop, relax, and mindfully reflect on that important moment in each day when one switches from coffee to beer before proceeding with the projects of the day. 

We had two goals for this excursion. 1) Fish for trout and 2) reset the trail cam / automated timed feeder. 

Fishing First: We Catch Trout

Harlan, Clover and I make it down to the river hacking through the underbrush that has overgrown the trail. 

Clover is fearless in the cold water, clambering over rocks in the riffles and swimming to keep up with us as we wade downstream. The river was high, but safe.

We each hooked a trout on the first cast. Except for Clover. She wasn't fishing.

My best day ever fishing on the Escanaba. I've caught trout here before, but they're generally few and far between. I caught more trout this day at this spot than I've caught life-to-date up to this day. We took enough brookies for a nice fry. 

Earlier Harlan texted Emily about our plans for the day. While we were on the river they arrived. Emily led Kowayne and Arthur down to find us. An impressive bit of trail bashing. I'm not sure they were confident in her directions, but she got them down and back. I think. 

Next up - Reset the Trail Cam / Feeder 

Next up, we relocate, reset, and reload the trail cam and automated feeder. It's a bigger job than one would think. Particularly the process of suspending 20 pounds of corn in the feeder eight feet off the ground. But we got it done:

 Now we wait to see what critters will stop by for a snack.

UPDATE June 5, 2021 - This Happened: 

The very next day after reloading the trail-cam and feeder, mamma bear and her cubs show up.

And the next day...

... and the day after that.

Then, four days later, Papa Bear showed up. This at 9:44: 

He checks out the situation, and at 9:49 he is snuffling among the corn on the ground...

and apparently finds it unsatisfying. Because at 9:51...

... he is sauntering back from the tree that held the cable suspending the feeder and the feeder is now on the ground. And 15 minutes later his head is in the can and eating his fill.

So it's back to the drawing board.  

Spring Shag Lake Summary

This post is a placeholder. After three weeks at Big Shag Lake, I'm back in EssEff and determined to properly document all aspects of our (un)usual spring sojourn to the family lake house. Between this summary post and the first post showing pandemic preparation and the D-Day-like logistics needed to pull the trip off, I intend to fill in the gaps with more detailed posts of food, fish, family and dogs. But for now, in the interest of expediency, a simple selection of pics and video highlights to be linked with detailed posts later (maybe):

Family:

Fish:

Food:

Fire:

Drone:

 

Dogs:

Lake:

River:

There are stories here... but they'll have to wait. 

Cast and Blast - 2016 Edition

It's the last day of the trout season and the beginning of the bird season. Time for another "Cast and Blast"  attempt on the Escanaba property.  Harlan and Brian has had some limited success in the "blast" part of this particular endeavor in the past. I have only occasionally succeeded in the "cast" part. This time, I didn't get much of either. But a day in the woods and on the river is always a good day. Selected pics...

Looking for grouse

Not a trout.