We did not hook a fish.
Boom, that's done and out of the way....now the story of an epic fishing trip.
It all started this spring as Wilkie befriended a kind chap on one of Maine famous western rivers.
This kind chap and Wilkie have become good friend, and he mentioned a place on the Miramichi that he had, a fishing camp if you will. (I am sure our friend will be reading this and want to thank him too !)
Wilkie and I went to investigate this camp and see what this famous river held.
290 Miles through north eastern Maine and New Burnswick .
A few pit stops
We arrived with our first glance at the Miramichi and shortly to the Cartright's Cabin
This was the kind of camp that people dream about, awesome location, the perfect ambiance......let me show you.
1. The very fist thing I saw as we walked up the drive
2. Light switch
3. Awesome fishing signs......check
So we did what any of you would do, we fished hard.
Then we relaxed and had a cirbbage game with our host. 4:30 Martini's on the deck.
We fished it boys, every tide, early morning, late at night and had no fish. Stopped at a cool fly shop in Doaktown, NB called W.W Doak, so we thought we had the right flies. We fished about 2 miles of river as well as any solidhookups member does and nothing. It was nice to see the guys around us not catching any either. And by the way... there were some "guys around us"
32 other fisherman in this shot.
Low water and warm water temps were the issue. We did see some huge fish rolling and jumping as they made their way up stream but other than a few chubs and a 14" schoolie striper I landed Sunday morning, it was a skunk.
It was a great trip, I would do it again with anyone of you. Next time we will head up a little earlier on in the year. Thank you again to our kind 87 year old host Bob, a one of a kind man. Thank you