We drove the truck about 2 miles on Snowbank to a pullout about a half mile from our secret island. We loaded the tobaggan and headed across. Sadie was harnessed but she was being pulled by me while I did 100 % of the sled pulling. Sadie looks like a sled dog but Chloe pulled Ruth on skis much more effectively and she's just a 20 pound American Cocker Spaniel. We checked out a campsite for a future winter camping trip and were happy with what we found. Onward we pressed to our desired location. After a quick snack we shoveled out a little area to make our nest for the afternoon. I set up everything and drilled a couple holes, one for a tip-up and one to jig a minnow. Within minutes I was reeling in a 4 1/2 pound Lake Trout. Ruth was impressed with my ability. I told her she was good luck. I fished for the remainder of the afternoon while Ruth read "Edgar Sawtell." We brewed a pot of coffee and enjoyed it greatly. I caught not another fish but the fabulous weather made it all o.k. We packed up and headed back making it to the Fernberg Road just as the sun set. I baked the Trout for supper, it was superb.
