The adventure began with some difficulties when, On trying to recover the boat from the river , it was found that the winch had fallen off the trailer-never to be seen again. Brian had kindly motored the boat the twelve mile trek from the mooring to the slipway and the missing vital component was not discovered until he'd arrived.
To make matters worse, the tide was so low, being a big spring, that I was probably a little ambitious with my 4wd and it got completely stuck in thick mud at the foot of the slipway with the tide coming in.........fast. Luckily a kind passer by with a van offered to lend some assistance and we successfully managed to tow the truck clear but it was a valuable lesson learned.
The boat spent the night in the marina and, having obtained and fitted a new winch was recovered the next day ready for my journey out West with hopefully no more 'incidents'.
It was certainly an easy journey and my campsite was conveniently located for the slipway but the weather didn't want to play ball at all and for the first couple of days it rained almost continuously but this didn't seem to put the pike off.
Several pike hit both my lures and dead baits and , although most were on the small side with a few low doubles thrown in, they were boldly marked and fought hard. The fishing was better in the deeper parts of the lake although the pike could turn up literally anywhere and did appear to be well spread out .
I met up with Kyle , and his boat buddy Jon on my last day, just as the weather was improving and the following day, in bright sunshine they had a blindingly good session with Kyle taking a brace of 'twenties' to finish off their trip in style.
A beautiful picturesque venue that I shall certainly be making further trips to in the future.