Wednesday, September 05, 2012 Woke up to another beautiful day.
If you made it this far in my trip report you are probably wondering why on earth is "LOONLING" in the trip report title. Well as you may know questions come up though out the day and without resources are out of reach. What are the young of Loons called? Our answer which we deemed as wrong but better than the real answer of chicks was LOONINGS. If we could get one of you whom is fluent in WIKI-PEDIA to change the boring answer for our much better answer feel free to do so. Other words were created during our trip and if someone wants to WIKI-PEDIA them also, just shoot me an email and I will fill you in with all the details.
After a successfull catch and release fishing episode brunch was in order. Pan fried Trout with a side of scrambled eggs mixed with jalapenos hit the spot.
Off to Little Sag we will go. Gabby was rough with waves just trying to cap over. Made it to Little Sag in 2 hours where we searched for a protected site from the wind. #534 was an island site and best one on our trip, 5star without a doubt! Trolling resulted in Brian catching our biggest 2 trout measuring in at 22" each and Goose caught a 27" Pike. I fumbled through the 5 fillet method on the pike. Tried some TGO method using a leech from shore with not one bite. Why? Fished until dark from shore since chop was up. Our Rum, Vodka, and Bourbon containers are hitting the critical low level alarms. Next trip adjustments will be made. Dinner was chicken burritos.
Stars came out in full throttle along with the Milky Way. Shortly after dark the wolves started to howl. We were camped on an island but it still made you wonder and I'm sure everyone formatted a plan in case we got ambushed. Mine was to kick the nearest person in the knee as hard as possible then run like HELL. Lot of good that would have done on an island! ;-)