Tuesday, August 26, 2008. Trout Rock Lodge, on the North Arm of Great Slave Lake. For our next big trip, we decided to head in the other direction, to the Canadian arctic. Not too expensive, and an almost guaranteed chance to land trophy Northern Pike.

Monday, February 2, 2009. Here is the Grumman Widgeon mentioned in the text. Some of you may have heard of my building a power plant in a native Aleut village. Well, Bob Swanson, the Anchorage electrical contractor who helped me with that job, wanted to host a genuine Alaskan bush fishing trip to show his appreciation for getting that work. It was about nine PM and just getting dark when we made wheels up out of Sea Tac. Upon arrival at Anchorage at .

Tuesday, August 26, 2008. So maybe truth is stranger than fiction, after all. Note how the cabin sides sag.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008. Before I get into my adventures with Sam, let me spin a tale about Canadian fishing with another set of buddies, and my kids, many years before. So here we are at this Godforsaken Canadian fish camp, our table set with white linen tablecloths, and candelabra. Along with all the champagne we could drink, and all the canapés and other assorted finger food we could eat. Making a quick survey of the damage, it looked like the deer, t.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008. So, one half mile down the road we found ourselves in a cow pasture, complete with cows. Obviously a wrong turn, so after regrouping we headed down the right? Our co-host, L.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008. After the Bare Lake fiasco, I thought we might need some professional help in planning our trips so I employed a fishing travel agent. He proved to be a real bust, but this one trip he recommended did turn out to be OK. But let me tell you about it.