One “HUGE SPLAKE !!!”

One “HUGE SPLAKE !!!”

Coming off the night shift, frying steak and eggs, it’s noon… DING! It’s Trevor calling. Shit! Not right now, don’t want to burn this breakfast. Will call him back… “Hey Bunks! Whatsyadoin’ this Thursday or Friday? Wanna fish splake?” Back of my mind...
THE COMPASS CLOCKWISE TO LUNKER LAKERS.

THE COMPASS CLOCKWISE TO LUNKER LAKERS.

NORTH. . Still scribbling away… and still running. As chance would have it, work travel in the new year would find me at the very top of Hudson Bay in a little Nunavut town called Coral Harbour on Southampton Island. Ottawa to Winnipeg first, followed by further...
CHASING THE ARCTIC SUN TO BIG LAKERS.

CHASING THE ARCTIC SUN TO BIG LAKERS.

Stretching across Canada from Cape Breton to Kamloops, twice the square kilometers of Ontario, and yet a population under 40,000 people, this only begins to describe the vast territory of Nunavut… Last fall I landed a first Arctic work contract in Cambridge Bay....
ICY LAKERS CHILLIVIN’

ICY LAKERS CHILLIVIN’

An ending with the short rods for the season. Had intended to finish with some giant lakers, which pleasantly went my way. The ice season was cut almost into half due to work up north but what time there was to fish all counted for something. Some serious catches and...
PROSTAFFIN’ ICE!

PROSTAFFIN’ ICE!

Over my long two month fishing hiatus a buddy Mikey and I got to some thinkins… “We’re getting up there dood, can feel it more and more,” I confessed over the phone. “I’m always stiff in the morning too Bunk,” ole Mikey...