For about as long as I've known Nick Brevitz he's been enchanting me with tales of monster Brook Trout that live in the Nipigon River in Northwest Ontario. In the spring of 2015 we began making plans to visit the Nipigon. Of the twenty or so people that had originally expressed interest in the voyage when it actually came time to make the trip it was down to just the two of us.
The objective of the mission was simple. We would travel to the Nipigon and attempt to catch trophy Brook Trout while also laying the groundwork for future expeditions.
Approaching the border crossing I was nervous. I took deep breaths and reminded myself to not make any jokes throughout the process of crossing the border. I've heard that border officials do not like jokes. Not even funny ones.
After making it through the border crossing relatively unscathed the first thing we saw in Canada was a nice little welcome center. The three babes working the counter seemed to be impressed with my charms. This is where we purchased our Ontario Fishing Licenses.
Terry Fox. I couldn't believe that I had never heard about this guy before. After having a leg amputated because of cancer he attempted to run across Canada in 1980 to raise money for cancer research. After I returned from this trip I watched the ESPN 30 for 30 about him.
When we made it back to the landing we ran into two guys who were launching their boat. I noticed they had a Wisconsin License plate and I asked them where they were from in Wisconsin. They seemed like nice guys. Little did we know at the time that we had just run into Midwest Fly Fishing Legends Keith Behn and Dave Pinczkowski. We took a moment to admire the stickers on Dave's camper. He seems so be a fan of a the band known as the Allman Brothers.
Soon it started raining so we headed into town to check out the museum. This is all that remains of the world record Brook Trout.
This is another cool Brook Trout mount from the museum.
That night we drove around looking for a suitable place to set up camp. It started to get dark so we ended up staying in a parking lot on the south end of Lake Nipigon.
We managed to catch a few decent Lake Trout.
Here was Nick preparing our Lake trout to eat. This must have been around 11:00pm. Since we were usually fishing all day we usually wouldn't even start gathering firewood for dinner until it got dark. Things take a lot longer in the bush. We usually wouldn't get to sleep until well after midnight and were always waking up early to go fishing again. This trip was far from relaxing but it was really fun.