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COUNTYLIVING<br />

HEATHER NOEL NELSON/<br />

FOR WALWORTH COUNTY SUNDAY<br />

At right, runners get ready at the starting<br />

line of last weekend’s Turkey Trot to<br />

benefit the Friends of Big Foot Beach<br />

State Park in Lake Geneva. Below, Kit<br />

Kocha of Burlington holds her medal for<br />

being the top junior female<br />

finisher in the mile run.<br />

We approached this as the trip of a<br />

lifetime. Three friends and I had been<br />

planning this fly-in Canadian trip to<br />

experience the remoteness of fishing on<br />

a lake not accessible by roads.<br />

I am a fishing enthusiast, as opposed<br />

to an avid fisherman. Once a year, my<br />

wife and I go Up North to catch pan fish<br />

and bass. So a trip of this magnitude<br />

was like comparing miniature golf to the<br />

PGA.<br />

There are several options available<br />

when planning a Canadian fishing trip.<br />

We settled on something called the<br />

American Plan, which included a guide<br />

for each boat, shore lunches to be prepared<br />

by the guides and breakfast and<br />

dinner at the lodge each day.<br />

To be honest, I had my reservations.<br />

Not only is the American Plan more<br />

expensive, it went contrary to my sense<br />

of adventure and independence. The<br />

American Plan sounded like it was<br />

meant for a bunch of aging pansies who<br />

couldn’t even clean their own fish, much<br />

less cook. And why did we need guides?<br />

Shouldn’t we be able to assess the terrain,<br />

use our electronics to view the bottom<br />

structure and figure out where the<br />

fish are?<br />

◆◆◆<br />

Flying over northern Ontario, one sees<br />

only wilderness all the way to the horizons<br />

— no towns, no homes, no highways.<br />

We set down on Trout Lake; a huge<br />

body of water stretching over 100,000<br />

acres and dotted with more than 200<br />

islands.<br />

With virtually no manmade structures<br />

or lights, endless shorelines of black<br />

spruce and Jack pine, islands that vary<br />

only in size, and areas where boulders<br />

reach to within inches of the surface, it<br />

quickly became obvious that only a fool<br />

would come here without a guide.<br />

We arrive ready to fish; tackle boxes<br />

filled with expensive state-of-the-art<br />

lures which, for the most part, we<br />

wouldn’t use.<br />

Two boats await us, an Ojibwa guide<br />

in each one. My friend Doug and I head<br />

for the farthest boat and climb aboard.<br />

We figure the four of us and our guides<br />

are the only ones in camp, but Marshal,<br />

our guide, tells us we are the only ones<br />

on the entire lake.<br />

The next several days are as exhausting<br />

as they are exciting. We wake up<br />

with no alarms, put wood in the stove<br />

and fight for the bathroom, while accusing<br />

each other of snoring.<br />

At 7 a.m., an old bell clangs, calling us<br />

to breakfast where we plead, futilely, to<br />

a young woman who serves us, not to<br />

bring so much food. By 8 a.m. we’re on<br />

the water, heading out in a different<br />

direction each day. We catch and release<br />

countless walleye, lake trout and northern<br />

pike, some up to 40-inches long. It is<br />

thrilling.<br />

At midday, we meet up on the lee side<br />

of an island, where Marshall and the<br />

other guide, Al, quickly and expertly fillet<br />

our fish, build a fire and throw<br />

enough lard to clog a tunnel into a heavy<br />

skillet, where they fry the catch. We<br />

wash it down with some Labatt’s beer —<br />

surrounded by pristine waters and<br />

forests. For a fish fry, it doesn’t get any<br />

better.<br />

The trip will stay with me till the end<br />

of my days. It heartens me to know that<br />

there still are places of unspoiled wilderness<br />

and beauty, where lakes require no<br />

stocking and the native wildlife lives the<br />

cycle it always has.<br />

I am more complete for having experienced<br />

it. I may not be able to see another<br />

untamed region of the world that still<br />

survives, but, like anything sacred and<br />

ethereal, I need to know it exists.<br />

Jim Black lives in the village of Walworth.<br />

Walworth County Sunday Sunday, November 30, 2008 12A<br />

❖ LIVING PICTURES: The spirit of holiday giving in East Troy.<br />

Page 14A<br />

SPECIAL PEOPLE SPECIAL PLACES<br />

For a short time, nature as intended<br />

JIM IM<br />

BLACK LACK<br />

COMMUNITY COLUMNIST<br />

PHOTO COURTESY OF JIM BLACK<br />

Jim Black, left, and Doug Mohr with a<br />

stringer of walleyes.<br />

Running for Big Foot Beach State Park<br />

How you<br />

help<br />

Editor’s note: The Time is Now to Help<br />

was founded by a local businessman who<br />

knew extreme poverty as a child. With the<br />

help of donations from the community,<br />

The Time is Now is able to help local residents<br />

in need.<br />

Dear readers,<br />

For the past several years, the Richard<br />

H. Driehaus Charitable Trust has offered<br />

to match<br />

$30,000 in<br />

donations to<br />

The Time is<br />

Now with an<br />

additional<br />

$30,000.<br />

With the<br />

extra $60,000,<br />

we have been<br />

able to help<br />

many in need.<br />

Every dollar<br />

we received<br />

goes to helping<br />

our neighbors<br />

in financial<br />

despair.<br />

Here’s how<br />

the $60,000 was spent:<br />

HELP<br />

■ What: The Time is<br />

Now can be contacted by<br />

mail or online only.<br />

■ Mail: P.O. Box 70, Pell<br />

Lake, WI 53157.<br />

■ Online:<br />

www.timeisnowtohelp.org.<br />

$14,240.55 for rent. We helped many<br />

Please see Help page 13A

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