Camp Weeks 2, 3 and 4 – Weather!

To paraphrase Steppenwolf, ‘God damn the weather man!’ While many of you down in the States are sweltering under the summer heat and dodging thunderstorms, we are almost half way through our coldest summer in the past sixteen years. And the cold isn’t the trying factor. Wind! Every day, day after day, the winds have howled from all directions. We are averaging 20 to 25 mph winds every day and a few days have seen winds steady at 40 mph. Sitting here in the cook lodge on this the last day of our fourth week, I’m looking out the window at ‘seas’ of about three feet with white caps and spray blowing onto the front porch.

High Seas on Crossroads Lake

High Seas on Crossroads Lake

We have our guests tucked away today in the smaller streams up-river in hopes that they can get out of the blow a bit. We are fortunate to have a wide variety of waters and a float plane to drop anglers into the more sheltered streams.


Big Fish on Little Creek

Big Fish on Little Creek

On July 1st, Canada Day, the temperatures in Labrador City/Wabush were 28 degrees Celsius ( about 85 F.).  Here in camp, just 147 miles northeast of the towns, what started out to be a beautiful day quickly deteriorated into a winter storm.  Temps dropped to 28 F. and snow blanketed the Woods River for about four hours.  Anglers (all but Roger who was in a more sheltered stream) came back to camp at 1:00 pm to warm their hands and melt the icing on their rod guides. But all our fisher folks have stayed strong and well prepared for this summer’s windy challenges. So far, there have been no fishing days lost to the weather’s fury.

Oh! Canada Day

Oh! Canada Day

So what’s the good news in all this cold, wet, wintry mess? The below normal temperatures and consistent rainfall have kept the rivers’ waters fresh and cool and well up into the ‘normal’ range. Despite the testy fishing conditions, the catching has been top-notch. Our corporate group, here for their eleventh year, enjoyed their best fishing ever. Many fish in the 6+ pound range were landed and days a-stream as well as evenings in camp were lively with hoots and hollers.

Hunk o' Brookie

Hunk o’ Brookie

Preacher's Trout

Preacher’s Trout

#1 Male

#1 Male

While we’re hoping for a break in the weather for comfort’s sake, we will keep the winds at our backs, our hoods up and enjoy the healthy fisheries. And we’ll seek our refuge in the comfortable camps warm with wood fires, share stories around the dining table heaped with delicious meals and laugh the evenings away in the tilt, scattered with interesting libations. There’s no kinder place on this earth to welcome home the ‘sailors from the seas’.

Day's End over Crossroads

Day’s End over Crossroads

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6 Responses to Camp Weeks 2, 3 and 4 – Weather!

  1. Patrick Curtin says:

    Great report Robin.

    Thank you.

    Patrick Curtin Peterborough, NH

    Sent from Patrick Curtin’s iPhone

    • Robin Reeve says:

      Hello Patrick, glad you enjoyed the news from camp. I just returned from a few days in the back country of Labrador and that trip and many others have kept me off the computer, hence, few posts from camp. Hope to get a new one out in the next day or so. Go fishing! Robin.

  2. Tony Wheeler says:

    I am having my best summer ever here in West Virginia. It has never quit raining so the streams are fantastic shape. I have tangled with big browns, even bigger rainbows, giant smallmouth bass, and even my first musky on a fly. But still I want to go back to Labrador.

    • Robin Reeve says:

      Sounds great, Tony. Glad the ol’ WV streams are treating you kindly. That muskie must have been a hoot. Did you do much pike fishing while you were up our way? Enjoy the remainder of the fishing season and we’ll keep hoping to see you get off that float plane again some day. Robin.

  3. Joseph Matulevich says:

    Looking forward to hearing about the rest of the season.

  4. Allen Holden says:

    Well, after leaving Three Rivers on 7/19 I headed to home in central Massachusetts and settled in to weekly golf and occasional fishing (what could possibly compare to Three Rivers?) Then in September I spent a week on the Bighorn River in Southeastern Montana. The browns and rainbows cooperated magnificently and the weather was 90 degrees or better each of the seven days we were there… wind to speak of and obviously no snow! We floated nine miles of spectacular scenery every day and took cooperative fish on pink sow bugs (size18), a fly called the Ray Charles and, of course, the old standby, San Juan worm. THERE WERE NO GRASSHOPPERS SEEN ANYWHERE. It was a spectacular trip and if you’re ever out that way don’t go fishing there! Thanks for the wooly bear story, maybe I’ll try that the next time I run into an officer of the law. Yeah, right!

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