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note, two pages of blog post consecutively. One on the end of the trip to the Yukon from my parents and this one on our fishing trip ...

A new french, Cyril, has arrived in icy waters internship as part of its license aquaculture pro ...

Since I have the chance to courrir dogs Peter recently owing to the high tourist season, it was necessary to rabatre on other activities ... Notament fishing under the ice known as ice fishing or ice fishing in quebec in English.

Our first weekend is held on Lake Laberge. The program a nice little trip campig night with aa beautiful star and a little fishing accessories too! We target notament a species, I have not had the chance of catching burbot burbot or English.

Pierre Yves, a musher friend but also great fisherman with us ... The meeting place is given to the Saturday mid morning Icy Waters to have time to visit this site and to fish for trout a little too ...

At noon, we are still entraint finished making our support line to fish monkfish. The law in yukon, allows us to bring each of 10 lines to catch fish is bizard that bites only at night.

A tad bit more, here we went to the edge of this famous lake, which everybody says so well ... But where to go?? The lake is 65 km long and ten wide! We prefer the proximity to an access road, not because of snowmobile with us it is difficult to walk long distances.

Then we walk on the ice for a good 20en minutes, until an estuarine area that seems caught from time to time to see the number of holes that ago in the ice ... We begin then our hard work drilling ... Dig 30 holes in all directions, hoping that the burbot is below ....

Installation is relatively simple to a simple sealed with a large hook 2 / 0 which is half a bait, smelt and Arctic char in this case ...

Once this hard work done, it just have to wait and go check the lines from time to time to ensure that the line is free of fish ... Otherwise, what is still quite rare or very rare, thank you this without a fight held between the fisherman and the little fish ...

But what to do during this waiting ?? Aperitif, evening meal, dijestif ... In short almost like carp anglers! Except that they themselves lack the aurora borealis to be dreaming!

Little has beautiful night, by -5 ° C. .. A first for Cyril, who was confident of having little sleep in the snow ... Even with the sleeping bag -40 ° C, which I lend him ...

But luckily, in the morning, the verdict is .... It has not been cold!! Oufffff!

Sunrise with the day (or shortly after ...)... We run hopeful remove our lines. At each hole, the suspense! Will there be a fish at the end!

But as a measure of the holes, we lose the frenzy and eventually disappear at the back of the last line ... Not a single angler! That work for nothing! To pass the time, we catch a little to the vertical in an attempt to catch one of those legendary Lake Trout or cristivomeri ... I landed a pretty fast and then nothing ...

But we are not going good when not even pleindre this because at the end of the morning Cyril will still get one of nearly 64 cm and Pierre Yves also one of the same size ...

The Cyril, has also given us a lot of problems ... it was wider than the base of the hole that we had not dug properly ... It was therefore necessary to extend it by having the fish at the end of the line while taking care not to cut the line ... What took us half an hour away.

It even happened to Pierre Yves catch a "small" trout (lake trout understand) a 50ene cm on a line has monkfish. But the law is formal, any other fish that should be given burbot with water ... She then returned to his element!

We were invited to eat at Martine and Didier two musher original tilt instaler that are at the edge of a lake near Fox Lake.

We spend the after noon at home, has put the world of mushing and Cyril INCONU discover this world for him ...

Remaining a little hunger in our innovative fishing burbot, we decide to do it again every three the following weekend, but in another lake ... Indeed, Pierre Yves, who lives near Carcross fishing a little lake near where he'd had occasion to catch a few burbot ...

So we meet at his house, he rented a cabin with her friend Maren was limp long "kennel, the stronghold of the great William of exceptional Kleehden a musher who has a wooden leg!

And we're off on this famous lake by snowmobile this time hoping that there did not overflow too and the ice still takes the shot ... Indeed, these southern lakes are frozen and later in the season thaw early because they are under the direct influence of ocean climate ...

But no risk of going under the ice for the moment if we avoid dangerous areas such as rivers come from ... The 40 cm which is more than sufficient to support the weight of the three of us and snowmobile ...

How come 3 people and a state of various materials on a snowmobile?? It could be a stupid Blaque ... 2 front and one rear ... And bazard?? Under the buttocks of one who is behind (in the skim, or kind of sled) ...

We take you safely, Cyril is just incomodé at times by some piece of snow that Page School ...

But it is not cold at all, temperature is in the positive!

We arrive on the fishing grounds, at the mouth of a small river ... We discover also here a small hut, which has actually made from a freight car train (the same as those in westerns). It must be said that we are on the railway from Skagway to Carcross ... But we are not incomoder by the traffickers, it is only and only a tourist destination during the warm season!!

She habritera during the night and its warm stove we will be appreciable!

something specially important we start our drilling, again trantaine holes to put all the lines and a few others for burbot fish the trout to the vertical.

But it's almost a pleasure in this Forrer thin ice (40 cm) and very tender. It takes about two minutes to reach the water.

This time, we also change the bait, opting for small mackerel ... To see if the burbot our favorite small Charr very cool!

We enjoy a good dinner to furnish a little waiting. Moose and caribou in menun submitted by Pierre Yves. The meat is suculante!!

In contrast, we discover that the stove smokes enormously because it has no door. So here we are improvising a door with a piece of sheet metal tin the whole not kept track of a join! Haaa Yukon, it's still crazy, you always find all of it or you have to!!

After lunch, we check our lines go down ... At the same time, the rod bends Pierre Yves an impressive way. After a good fight, trout hesitated a bit to get into the ice hole, which probably has the effect of rubbing the line against the ice causes the fish stall. Too bad, it was really a beautiful fish probably more than 80 inches long by almost 4 kg ... But hey, this is only a postponement ... And small fish become big ...

By controlling the lines, I leave a nice monkfish and a smaller one ... But no luck for others. No one claps!

Back to the cabin for a good night ... The dreams filled with trout and burbot baleinesque legendary ...

cool temperature at night and force myself almost entirely closed my sleeping bag (the zipper, no hood) ... And at dawn, outside is a nice little cold avoisisne -25 ° C, which we welcome ... All that was liquid in the cabin froze the Boueil juice, fish caught the day ,....

It also had the effect of creating a beautiful ice layer a few cm thick on the holes. We need clearances to chop, being careful not to cut the line to pass through.

And the surprise is still 3 more burbot that will emerge from the depths to me and two each for Cyril and Pierre Yves ...

In anecdotes, there are two logs monkfish we caught Peter Yves and me ... Two tiny small burbot than twenty cm but which are wound around the branches ... This has the effect of indicating a large fish because of weight, and head shots of the animal in the line ... And what a giggle out ...

We put our lines a burbot but without success ... These beasts live the night and sleep during the day ...

We continue to fish the vertical, has seen some ... It is quite impressive to see a fish in more than ten meters of water to turn around his spoon ...

short, at the end of the day is five trout of variable sizes and nearly a dozen we caught burbot.

For once lucky me smile to this burbot fishing with 5 and 4 trout ....

On the way home, charges like mules we have a''chance "of hitting a nice pocket overflow ... Result, which overturns the skim, propelling Cyril in the frigid water. The poor, he did push a cry:" my camera!! . Indeed, it has just acquired a brand new canon EOS 450 D, which was about to learn swimming in icy water ... But more fear than harm for everyone, everyone is safe ... even the numerical

Luckily, the water layer not being too deep for a good 15 cm deep, we can easily Resort the snowmobile!

I still care terrible memory overflow in which we were coinses for hours there is a little over one year Coal lake with my family ... More than thirty inches of water to -20 degrees ...

(see: http://18moisauyukon.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html )

Suite the next episode ... But next weekend is definitely a nice little dog sled tour in destination Aligator Lake ...

you soon,

Matthew

Ps: Remember to see the end of the journey of my parents on the previous blog page ...

Photos: Cyril and Matthew

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De Rose Lake to Whitehorse ... via Mud Lake: we must come back ...

third and last part ...

February 18.

No wolf attacks! At sunrise, all dogs are there, fit and ready to go. The whiskey jacks (birds curious, cheeky and tame) revel in the leftover soup thrown by dogs.

Rose Lake stretches between the peaks of the Coast Range under sunny skies. This lake is illustrated by a thin layer of ice.

whole team is working to prepare the teams. It must indeed go fast to enjoy the cool morning and do the bulk of the climb before the heat does degrade and deplete the snow dogs.

It's finally starting. We leave behind the peaks to the south are the border between the Yukon and British Columbia, and a little farther west, one with Alaska.

The climb takes us back on the board plowed by caribou. Now, the trail winds among the willows and the dogs are unpredictable jumps to avoid scratching the belly.

The slope is steep. We still have within us the memory of the sudden descent of the day. A few moments of rest to allow dogs to regain strength. The sleds are heavy and demanding the mushers. ... It's a dogs life!

In places, the trail is narrow and sleds graze trees at full speed. When cornering, the work of wheel dogs (closest to the sled) is important because they are the ones who avoid a sudden kidney collision with an obstacle. However this is not always as simple and cornering a bit dry down, our respective sleds fit into a bush. Barely released under the tensile and powerful of the coupling, the sled jumped and it is difficult to control the fall. Françoise good idea to let go and doing well. Stop dogs from Pierre few tens of meters away. Marc insists on holding the device while following prone. All stops on his ribs fit into a stump hidden under the snow. The pain is intense and the individual folded in half to find her breath. But we must continue our journey!

The air warms and the snow is getting sticky. Tired dogs and humans too. It is time for a break and eat some cereal bars that are eventually grew tired. It is also an opportunity to cut wood to replenish the reserve of Mud Lake, which does not help ... the weight of the sled and ribs Marc.

Along the way, ptarmigan fly. A few minutes later, gunshots ring out. In fact, Matthew had a bit late and laid his gun on the sled (one Verney Carron "for ever" to guns Adrian Bunk told him pending his return). Outstanding ...

As for our dogs, they did not enjoy this ride and the spinning Tucker and enervation benefit for shear lines tug of a bite. Fortunately we had prepared quite a few lines of replacing the previous evening.

Matthew joins us finally with a big smile, apparently not empty-handed.

It is almost 16 pm when we find Mud Lake and the cabin 4 stars. Do not dream, it is out of question to go today and far reaching the hut in Vanier that we could not reach until late in the night. Dogs are exhausted. It should quickly feed and a fresh start would be conceivable that two hours later. So we decide to repossess the premises.

Matthew reveals his list of conquests. He is proud ... and so are we! Ptarmigan are skinned using a technique very quickly and efficiently. There are no more than decide the nets. Everything is prepared with a sauce of maple syrup. It is worthy of a great chef and our shelter becomes a Michelin starred restaurant ... The night also will be very starry and very cold.

19 February.

early morning, mercury displays -18 ° C. Stone tumbling into the cabin, while we're still deep in our sleeping bags. In his approach, we understand that he has failed to put on his boots: they are completely frozen like the rest of his clothes, because moisture from the previous day. We have to quickly turn the fire to heat (thaw?) Our guide. Matthew is still sleeping deeply when we root out of his sleep.

sunny day ahead and we prepare for our departure. While everyone is ready, the dogs start to howl and suddenly our eyes meet loaded questions. Wolves immediately answered: Ouuuuu! they seem to be very close. Stone jumps on the roof of the cabin and carefully scrutinizes the area. There is indeed only a few weeks he has saved in extremis Eddy dog teeth of a wolf twice as big as him, chasing him with kicks. He is also aware that if a mob attacked, it could go wrong, even if the rumor that they only attack dogs .... And without dogs would become of us ?

Finally, we shall not see them, probably hiding in the bushes neighbors. We must leave quickly. Dogs are very nervous and departure is dazzling.

few miles away, the tension is released and we can contemplate Mud Lake one last time before he disappears behind a col. We're now heading north to get to Fish Lake with beautiful mounted front perspective to see our final destination.

We meet a colony of more than 20 snowmobiles are heading in opposite directions. After discussion with the drivers, it appears that they are Rangers who leave the district in "seminar" in Rose Lake. Snowmobiles and their trailers are heavily loaded (including fuel) and crews struggled on steep slopes. The tracks are damaged by caterpillars, but the crossings are no problem, since the stop when a snowmobile sled arrives. Is is a rule or a gentleman's agreement?

Our dogs benefit from these breaks to roll in the snow as the temperature begins to rise.

We do however see any animals that day, which does not mean they were not at the roadside.

The trail goes through beautiful scenery. The peaks are so numerous that very few are named. Ibex Mountain summit is our favorite. It reminds us of an ancient volcano, which we have checked on Wikipedia.

As we practiced throughout our journey, Peter opens the track, followed by Françoise then Marc and Matthew closes the convoy.

arrived at the pass, we see emerging Fish Lake and mark a break before tackling the descent. The sight of the mythical Lake Whitehorse is certainly reassuring, but we also announces the end of the adventure ...

The slides on the frozen lake is an opportunity to do some family photos of the respective teams.

Crossing the lake by day we can also see which routes allow access to the cabin in Vanier, and the track leading to the Bonneville Lakes.

Back in Pierre, we admire his cabin and its new production of logs which will soon welcome tourists. And it around a fondue that we end our trip in the Yukon, along with Wendy and a Belgian couple who is about to leave for the tenth time with Peter and his dogs have no secrets for them.

Thanks to Peter professionalism, friendliness and excellent knowledge of the terrain.

Thanks to Matthew for his organizational skills, cook and a hunter ....

Thank Polar Cousteau, Mickey Mouse, Kluane, Reeko, Dancer, Tucker, Spin, Skookum Umiak ... and all others for their courage, perseverance and affection.

Yukon? Rude and grand at once!

Finally, and to better follow our journey ... a map covering the area of Fish Lake to Rose Lake.