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The trouble with beavers - Father and Son first trip
by AceAceAce

Trip Type: Paddling Canoe
Entry Date: 06/12/2020
Entry & Exit Point: Moose Lake (EP 25)
Number of Days: 7
Group Size: 2
Day 6 of 7
Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Today we wanted to get going earlier and take a little day trip to Eddy falls. I’d had a big ambitious loop up through cherry planned but with the condition I was in, that wasn’t happening. We decided to head up to the falls and take it from there. Turned out to be a great decision. Brock’s foot was doing better. A day of keeping it dry really helped. He took a turn handling the stern of the canoe today and did quite well. I tried explaining the J-Stroke but I’m not sure I was doing it right anyway, so we mostly stuck with switching sides and an occasional rudder pry to steer.


We first fished where the stream comes out before even heading up to the falls. Cast, fish, cast fish, cast, fish etc. for at least twenty casts between us – it was crazy! We both caught plenty of small mouth including a couple nice sized fish in a very short time. My biggest was maybe 12” or so but still lots of fun. For neither of us ever catching a bass before today it was a huge success. After fishing a bit we headed up into the falls. Climbing into and sitting in the falls with that water pounding down on me, I could literately feel my energy restored. It was like the energy of the falls was transferred to me and restored my spirits. From a very low day yesterday to a fantastic high today. It was that kind of a day where you realize once again in life that without the lows, the highs would mean nothing.

After hanging out in the falls we walked back down to the stream and fished a little more. Brock had found the hole where the larger fish were hanging out and was pulling really nice fish out every couple of casts. We literally lost track of how many we caught. Brock caught one we measured at 16” an another that comparing the photos was around 20”. I tried fishing some more but was having no luck and was ready to call it a day. Brock was not, so I grabbed our life vests and laid them out in the shade to lay down and rest on. I needed to rest, but no reason I couldn’t do it here while Brock had a great time fishing. After several hours, we finally decided to call it and head back to camp for our pizza calzone lunch. We spent the rest of the day swimming and just hanging out. Overall a much better day. Shepard’s Pie for dinner and planning for tomorrow rounded out the evening.

~South Arm Knife Lake