We got gas in New Hampshire, ending up at ZEC Dumoine at 6:30. The licensing station closes at 7 and we still had two stations to go, so we were cutting it close. The 7-day Quebec fishing license is about $70 CDN and is available at Lance’s at the entrance of Swisha, which is open 8-8 almost every day.
Right when we got to camp on Tuesday, we went out fishing. Kurt filleted his 22” catch and we had it after dinner, which was on the stove when we pulled in, about 10. When we woke up on Wednesday, we did not tarry over coffee or breakfast, as we had reserved a say at Benway, a 300 acre lake. After the morning activities on Wednesday, Peter turned our camp lunch fixins into a delectable tuna salad on toasted flatbread and cheese. After a short fishing excursion early on Thursday morning, I came back to camp for a great breakfast of hash and eggs. For lunch, Peter made grilled cheese and ham with Oscar's smoked mustard. Dinner was Norwell sourced: I brought Canadian goose breasts and Kurt brought venison rump roast. Peter added twice baked potatoes over the newly repaired fire ring, added a little pinot grigio and we were good. For dinner on Friday, Kurt was on his venison, which included rump cuts and the back straps, while Peter prepared the brookies. Jeff and I got the fire ready while Kurt and Peter prepped the Vidalia onions and asparagus for grilling, and a mushroom sauce and mushrooms. It was outstanding. Peter brought out some killer carrot cake. Saturday’s dinner and our final meal was a week-in-review: moose and venison, trout hash, and some brussel sprouts with garlic and onion.
When we arrived on Tuesday, Peter and Jeff had left us a canoe at the road. They were gone, so we just left our stuff and hit the water. Kurt caught two walleyes. His second one was closer to 22", so we kept it.
On Wednesday, we headed out early because we had reserved a day at Benewah, a 300 acre lake with no stocked fish. I broke the ice with a small speckled trout, and Kurt tagged one soon after. After taking a few more passes along the eastern shore, Kurt and I broke off to explore the little inlet cove. We caught - didn't boat - some small brookies at another lake above Benewah. At the bridge crossing the Fil de Grande - a north to south river that drains into the Dumoine - Jeff scored with two pike, the first small, the second respectable, and that seemed to spook the rest.
It was raining on Thursday, so I started the day with a short fishing excursion here on Cullen, heading to Third Chain when the rain broke off slightly. We were skunked at Third Chain, and returned to camp with plans for fishing elsewhere later in the afternoon.
On Friday we headed out early. The sun was already up over much of the lake, so Peter and I headed to the eastern shore to fish the shaded shore. We began in shallow water, and I had a hit on my Wabbler and worm. Further along the same shore, I caught a maybe 12", which we kept by choice for dinner. Before we were done, we had caught about a dozen brook trout and kept five, releasing the rest. Jeff and Kurt were slinging tin, and while they didn't have the same success, were also both rewarded with several fish, losing two on a stringer. On Lake Robinson, we tried several different lures with no success. I finally tried a north river Rapala, and hooked quickly into a couple small walleyes. Below the falls onto the slow water, Kurt tried a top water frog imitation, and Peter a gold Phoebe, but nothing produced pike.
On Saturday, we fished Cullen in the morning for pike. Jeff and Peter were planning to cast along the left edge, but with the breeze down the lake we decided to paddle a quarter mile up the shore. Kurt was using a jitterbug from Bill Drummy, a top water splashy twitchy bright thing. He had only a few casts before he caught onto something substantial. This was by far the broadest and longest fish we caught. We fished the same cove to the left of the main body of water below the old heron rookery.