David and Joseph (his brother) were the first to depart Coursol with orders to get a fire going at the cabin after they stowed all the gear. Their transport was a Cesna.
In the 40 minute flight north you could see two large powerlines, one train track, and the Clova Road. All ran east-west.
Joe, Steve and I along with the remainder of our gear flew in the Beaver.
As we moved further north we came upon some clear-cut areas. From the air they look like small suburban developments, cul-de-sacs and all. All the fir trees are harvested for paper pulp or chip board.
We skirted the west side of Gouin Reservoir, a huge body of water.
Many bays and small islands make for lots of structure on the Gouin. Caesar's has four cabins along the shores of some of those bays and many others on lakes adjacent to the reservoir.
On Monday we were hard pressed to remember the rain, wind, fog, etc. that delayed our flights on Sunday. (A little of each would return during the week to remind us, however.)
This bear ("Scarface" because it had an open cut above its right eye), a cinnamon and another, larger black came into camp on Wednesday night. We think it was probably a sow and her two two-year-old offspring. (Can't very well call them "cubs" when they would weigh between 150 and 180 pound!)
This one was fearless and refused to leave when yelled at. It nosed around the cabin for nearly an hour and came back the next night for more investigation.
This is one of the two species of fish we were looking for. This specimen is only about 15 inches long and would have been fillet if we were still keeping them. Breaded and fried or baked, walleye fillets are one of the best tasting fish dishes around.
Steve caught the largest: 21.5 inches and 5.5 pounds.
We caught 41 in four days (5 people) although some of us were looking more for 40-inch plus northern pike. We ate 4 and filleted 6 to bring home and returned the rest to the lake. (We also caught 75 pike during our four days but none was larger than 29 inches.)
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