Day four brought devastating news... a province-wide fire ban was in effect and there would be no shore lunch. NOOOO!!! Oh well, at least there would be fat steaks at the lodge for dinner.

Day three of our fishing adventure brought more crappy weather. Fishing in the morning was slow, also, which is odd since the general feeling is that the fishing improves when the weather sucks for whatever reason.

After being assured relentlessly by my dad (who controls that weather) that there would be nothing but blissful sunshine, we head out for the day into cold, strong winds. At this point I was VERY glad I'd stopped at the Cabelas in Grand Forks for rain gear... boat rides in the high waves and wind were basically like sitting and having 5 gallon buckets of water repeatedly dumped over your head.

One interesting thing about the weather up there though, is how quickly it changes. This is the scene when we stopped for lunch...

Fishing at Wollaston Lake Lodge is always a fantastic time. The location is spectacular and remote, but not without ridiculously luxurious accommodations to return to each night.

To get there you fly from Winnipeg, MB to Points North, SK on a flight basically chartered by lodge.