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First Fishing Trip of the Season

June 19, 2026 / galen / Fishing, Fly Fishing, Life at the Cabin, Outdoors

You wait a long time for the first fishing trip of the season. In Saskatchewan, for me, that means from mid to late October until usually early May. With ice still on the lake in mid-May, the first fishing trip was pushed well past the official opening date of May 5th. Add some boat engine problems to the equation and it was second week of June before the first casts were launched from the boat.

You will notice in this post, a profound lack of fish pictures. That is because there was a profound lack of fish caught. We fished hard. The fish did not play along. Here is the best fish of the 3 days.

A quick recap, we had to stop at the “Last Call Perch Hole” a few times just to reach double digits for the days. Perch was the only volume fish we managed to catch consistently.

We fished very stained water. A high volume of runoff has filled the lake with a lot of silt and high winds in recent days have pushed it around rather than letting it settle. In places we normally have 4 to 5 feet of visibility we had less than 2 feet, often only one. The classic Len Thompson spoons, Wally Divers, jig heads, big streamer flies, and all other manner of lures were thrown at the water.

We fished all the fish producing spots that have been mediocre to good over the past couple years. Tried a few promising spots that the fish finder said were holding fish.

The end result was that we spent some time on the boat, beside the fire, ate Moose stew and Elk tenderloin, listened to tunes, retold many lies about our days in high school and since. The fishing was poor, the company was great. We will do it again.

 

A Sea-Doo Makes a Terrible Kayak

June 12, 2026 / galen / Fishing, Fly Fishing, Life at the Cabin

If ever you find yourself astride a Sea-Doo with a paddle in your hands there are two conclusions you will quickly discover for yourself:

  1. something has gone wrong
  2. A Sea-Doo makes a terrible kayak

It will occur in that order as well. No one in their right mind would set out from shore on a Sea-Doo with only the intentions of paddle-based propulsion. Obviously there is a story.

My boat was not working, but that is not the something gone wrong mentioned above, just a contributing factor to the situation. Regardless of no boat, I wanted to go fishing. I have two Sea-Doos. I have managed to catch fish from those Sea-Doos before. Perch while drifting along the shore and casting back is a fun way to spend a bit of time. Add a light-weight flyrod and it’s a pretty fun time. Last summer I decided to take it up a notch and fish for Pike, on a flyrod, from my Sea-Doo. It was a success, so, without a boat, I was determined to replicate the feat.

Flyrod, one gaudy Pike streamer (the Go Go Kershaw), and my hook extractors and I set off on my Sea-Doo to one of the good Pike spots, early Sunday morning (slowly, so as to not wake the neighbours). It was quiet. The water had just a ripple from the light hint of a breeze from the East by North-East. I motored to my spot, shut off the engine, spun around in my seat and began to cast. The water was still pretty stained from Spring run-off and a big wind the day before so finding the weed bed edge and the drop-off I like to fish was a bit of a guessing game. When 1/2 the casts were coming back with weeds, it was time to move out a bit towards deeper water, hopefully the edge. Push the Start button – “whir, whir, whir”, and that’s a slow “whir, whir, whir” sound. Low battery power. Not gonna start. See #1 above, something has gone wrong.

That’s an early- season type problem. Thought the battery was well charged. The answer is not.

Current time: approximately 7:15 am. Number of boats in sight: 0. Number of people in sight on their docks: 0. Distance to cabin: much to far to swim. I was closest to the north shore, but the hint of a breeze was now a light breeze. Enough to push me slowly, too much to kick paddle against. I estimated it would take about an hour to drift to the other side, where there is a boat launch, where I was most likely to find someone who could help. Positioning myself on the back of the Sea-Doo platform, I started to kick-paddle. The increase in speed was marginal. 370 kg of deadweight (the Sea-Doo, sitting low in the water, plus my own body for ballast, was quite a hunk of material to push with my lower legs waving up and down in the water in desperation. This was not going to be a story of success, but maybe a story of perseverance. If I could get to the other side, I could maybe get a boost, or a ride back to my cabin, grab the other Sea-Doo and tow this one back.

Ten minutes of kicking later and I glanced over my shoulder, hoping the objects on the far shoulder were much closer. They were not. Seemed I had hardly made a dent in the distance. But, like a shipwrecked island dweller, I started standing up and waving my arms. A boat! Perhaps I have been saved. I saw them change direction, in my direction, coming to help. Upon their arrival, the 3 generous souls and I went over my situation, talked about the Toronto Blue Jays (the driver was wearing a Blue Jays hat), the Montreal Expos (I was wearing that one), and a plan to get me part way there. With a rope tied to the front of the Sea-Doo, we were off.

The were gracious enough to tow me part of the way, past “the narrows”, after which I was offered a paddle, and the realization that a Sea-Doo makes a terrible Kayak.

I still had a significant distance. From the breakdown, to the tow release was about 1 km. I had another 2 km to go.

Between the tow release and the next island, my phone rang, a client with a semi-desperate need for some help, some troubleshooting.

A phone you say, why didn’t I call back to the cabin for someone to come get me? Because I was at the cabin alone. I came up here to fix the inoperable boat, still not operable, but that’s another post. I also knew all the neighbours that I had the cell numbers for were not at the lake this weekend.

So my only form of thrust was paddle, on the very bad substitute for a kayak. Needless to say, the response to my client, and the help they needed, was going to be delayed.

So paddle I did. I learned, through experience that 2 strokes on the left, then 2 strokes on the right, was the proper cadence. Any more and the Sea-Doo-turned-kayak would spin too far on direction. 1 stroke was too much time spent changing sides. 2 was the optimum, in the sub-optimum setting. The total paddling travel time was likely somewhere in the 1-1/2 to 1-3/4 hours. A bad day not to wear my FitBit.

About two-thirds of the way through my return travels that morning, I spotted a group of 3 kayakers emerging from the north bay of the lake. Their double-ended paddles propelling them rapidly, and efficiently forward. That looked like a nice way to spend a Sunday morning at the lake. A Sea-Doo Makes a Terrible Kayak.

Putting Out the Dock and Lift – High Water

June 2, 2026 / galen / Fishing, Life at the Cabin, Outdoors

Putting out the dock and lift is an annual time of great joy for me. It means it’s time to act like its summer. The boat will be launched and the SeaDoos will also find there way to the dock. It’s my goal every year to have my dock out first, and to be the last to take it in.

A Different Year

This year is a bit different. There was ice on the lake far later than usual, well past opening day of fishing season (See Spring Time is Work Time). But the time has finally arrived. I have lots of muscle at the lake to get the jobs done. Kyle, Brett, Ben, Corinne, Kelsey, Kira.  I had already put out the ramp sections the weekend by myself. I was tempted to put out the whole dock by myself. Each frame section, while awkwardly shaped, is less than 45 kg so can be placed then connected.  I had figured putting out the dock myself would take about 4 or times longer than with a single helper, and I had many helping hands coming next weekend. But, the lift requires at least 2 people, better with 3, so I decided to let the others enjoy helping me put it all out.

High Water

Before we go too far ahead of ourselves, I donned the waders and wandered out into the water to do a depth check. Very quickly it was obvious that the plan had to change. (The floating dock owners are feeling pretty smart this year.) The water level at the lake is higher than I have ever seen it. By about 1-1/2 feet. That meant the dock, in it’s normal spot, would be underwater. We did some quick math and removed on 10′ section from the ramp. Then we got busy.

Next came the lift. Sure is a good idea to bring some muscle to the beach.




Now we are done. Time for fishing season!

Things I am Learning About Snowmobiles – Part IV

March 27, 2026 / galen / Ice Fishing, Life at the Cabin, Snowmobiling

Ice Fishing Convenience

Prior to having a snowmobile. I would load all me ice fishing gear, auger, pop-up shack, heater, and more and drive to a boat launch for access to the lake and follow some plowed path to a spot near some other shacks and then set it all up. From my cabin to having a couple lines in the water was about 1/2 an hour with the shack popped up and in place and the heater just started. Really not bad at all. Just limited by the access I have to the lake and plowed paths. When there is deep snow on the lake, venturing off the paths can lead to getting hung up on the snow.

But now I have a new way to approach ice fishing. I already have a utility sled and now what I can do is hook the sled to the back bumper on the snowmobile and load it with my gear and head out to fish, anywhere I want. There are some spots I want to fish that are not very accessible, unless one has a snowmobile. One spot in particular is a great spot to hook Perch and is not far from my Cabin. Previously unfishable by me in the winter. I went there last week on a beautiful sunny day. Did not bother with the shack as my snowmobile riding clothes were plenty to keep me warm. Drilled a few holes and started pulling out Perch almost right away. Rode back to the Cabin for some supplies and back at the fishing for a few more hours. Wonderful day.

There are other spots I hope to try this weekend, the last weekend before the ice fishing season closes. One spot is just off a shelf where the water depth falls from 6 feet to 20 feet and is one of my summer fishing hot spots. I will know tomorrow if the Pike are there in the winter as well.

When the Big Fish Don’t Bite

September 20, 2025 / galen / Fishing, Fly Fishing, Life at the Cabin

Fishing is a numbers game. The more times you put your lure in front of fish, the better your odds at catching fish. Sometimes the odds are not in your favour. That’s when you need a back up plan. I have two of them.

On the lake where we have a cabin, there are 3 species of game fish. Pike, Walleye and Perch. For most Saskatchewan anglers, Walleye are the prize. By with a fly rod in hand, I prefer the aggressiveness and headshaking power of a Pike. Now and then, when waving my fly rod at Pike waters I will hook a Walleye and that is certainly a treat. Then there is the Perch. Likely not in the first place position for most anglers. It’s a great species for fishing with kids. If you catch one Perch, you will likely be able to catch a dozen.

Now back to the Pike and Walleye, the big fish of the lake. On a good day, with some good streamer flies (the Go Go Ray, the Go Go Kershaw, the Iron Butterfly Minnow, the Go Go Perch) I can find the Pike. On bad day, changing locations a few times and rotating through the flies, I can come up with no fish in the net. This past summer has been very good Pike fishing and I would say only about 3 days did that happen. Even with the help of some fish spotters, the tally can be zero.

But coming back to the cabin with a zero is not in the playbook, so back up plans are in place. If the big fish don’t bite, go catch some small ones.

Back Up Plan No 1, The Last Call

There is a spot, in between where I will usually fish for Pike, and the cabin. I call it The Last Call. It’s the last chance to catch a fish from the boat and get off the snide. It’s just around the point from the cabin and loaded with Perch. If I’ve brought my little light weight fly rod I will use that, but usually I leave that behind. So I will opt for one of my spin cast rods, a 1/16th jig head and a small chunk of green plastic worm. The green plastic seems to be the secret sauce. I will pull up to the spot, drop anchor in about 6 feet of water and toss the jig. I usually only have about 6 feet of line out and let it sink to the top of the weeds then drag it around. That little bit of movement seems to get the perch active and in 10 minutes I’ve usually caught a handful of Perch. Enough to break the zero. Pull up anchor, around the point and back to the dock at the cabin.

Back Up Plan No 2, The Dock

The Last Call spot is pretty much a guarantee all season long. So is The Dock, only it’s a stretch to say I went out fishing and caught fish from the dock, my dock, at my cabin. That’s not really going out. But it’s still a back up plan to catch some fish for the day.

Just off the dock is a weed bad that stretches all along the cabin row. I grab my 4 weight fly rod, usually with a Bead Head Copper John fly, and cast it 20 – 30 feet straight out. I know there are perch there. There are always Perch there, and they love that simple little fly. Many of the Perch are barely able to pull the line but there are a few that will put a little bend in the light weight rod. The cork section on my fly rod is 7″ so anything that big is a good perch, at least by Fishing Off the Dock standards.

No Back Up Plan Needed

Mot days the back up plans are not needed and I am able to land a few Pike and the occasional Walleye. With the time from dock to fishing spot being less than a 5 minute song, if I strike out in the morning, I still have the afternoon, or the evening, or the back up plans to catch fish that day.

 

 

 

 

 

The Trout of 1000 Casts

August 25, 2025 / galen / Fishing, Fly Fishing, Outdoors

I’m a huge fan of outdoor scenery. Trees, bush, hills, open plains, lakes, rivers, sky, deer, coyotes, birds, and fish. On a recent fly fishing trip to some of the most scenic rivers of southern Alberta, we didn’t take many pictures of the fish. It was a fishing trip, primarily, when we started. The consolation prize was spending 4 days in some beautiful scenery and walking away with some some outstanding images of the scenery, and some brown trout.

When I play golf, I play purely for the enjoyment of the activity. I don’t play enough to be good at golf so my score is somewhat irrelevant, and I have modified my scoring system to only keep track of the strokes that go in the hole. My personal best, achieved a few times, is 9 on a nine-hole course, and 18 on a full round. I have adapted this scoring system from spending much more time fishing compared to golfing. I don’t know of anyone who counts their casts, only the fish caught. But after my most recent fly-fishing trip, I decided that an estimate of the number of casts to catch the first fish was appropriate.

1000 casts per Brown Trout. That’s as good as I can calculate. We tried to take a guess at the number of casts we made. Cast, float, mend, mend, mend, nothing, cast. We figured about 500 per day. That makes for The Trout of 1000 Casts.

This was a good fish. A fifteen inch Brown Trout. A good fish on any day. Quite a bit smaller than the twenty incher I caught just up the river and around the bend just over a year ago, but I would have been happy to break the curse with something half the size. This was well into day three of the trip, approximately 1000 casts into the adventure. We fished the Oldman River Monday evening. This same Waterton River all day Tuesday, and now on Wednesday we were well into the afternoon before this Trout finally committed to the hopper fly.

We spent the better part of the previous 36 hours watching the occasional Brown Trout bump our flies. Rising and splashing at the back of the fly, but rarely a full scale bite, rarely that tug on the line confirming a fish has taken the fly. Hoppers flies were the most popular flies to attract some interest. We tried many others, caddis, adams, drakes, wooly buggers, and dropping nymphs under our hoppers. Most of the “action” that kept us going, and hoping, was when we could see a Brown Trout turn and follow a hopper fly downstream through the riffles, only to abandon the chase without chomping on the fly.

We ran into a few other anglers on the Waterton river, they reported similar low levels of bit action. As one commented, “caught a nice little Brown around the corner and just missed a monster”.  The weather was hot, highs around 30 degrees Celsius and little cloud cover. We had hoped the early morning and evening, a bit cooler, would provide us the bulk of the action. We saw limited improvements in fish activity, a few isolated rises, but no sustained feeding.

So fish on we did, and cover ground, or water, across the slippery rocks and spending hours bracing against the currents. We tracked over 13000 steps per day, about 12000 of those in waders. We kept searching for that hot spot where the fish were feeding. Trying fast water, through the riffles and rapids, to the foamy seems, to the deep pools at the end of the fast water. Other than the weather, there was no hot spot.

What we did experience was a good time to practice scenery photography skills and appreciate the outdoors experience. Living in central Saskatchewan, we don’t the same topography and the same types of water features. 1000’s and 1000’s of lakes and rivers, yes, and I will fish as many of them as I can. But southern Alberta offers the lure of several wild Trout species to be caught in the flowing waters, including my favorite, Brown Trout. I didn’t go back without landing at least one of these species, and missing a few others I should have caught (that’s just how fishing goes). At most of the stops on the rivers, I risked the possibility of dropping my phone in the flowing water and captured some images worthy of my laptop wallpaper and sharing with friends and family.  I have a gallery of some of my favorites below. Hope you like the visuals as much as I do.

Waterton River









Oldman River


A Poor Man’s Pike Leader for Fly Fishing

August 17, 2025 / galen / Fishing, Fly Fishing

I say a “Poor Man’s” in the title. According to my wife it should be a “Cheap Man’s”. But that’s details not important to this post. This idea was actually more necessity driven than budget driven.

I had an out of town buddy come join me to go fishing at my cabin. We are both fly fishing fanatics. I spend a week at his place in southern Alberta chasing Browns and Rainbows and Brooks near the end of Summer and he spends a week at my place chasing Pike and Walleye in late Spring. This past Spring, just a couple months ago, we were determined to get him a Pike on the fly rod. He’s had a few on, never landed. (Having the opportunity to fly fish for Pike at the lake at my cabin, I have caught more than I can count.) So the evening of arrival I passed him my spare fly line Pike leader with the last 10 inches of braided steel to counter the sharp Pike teeth. We hopped in the boat and headed out the next morning, Pike leader left on the coffee table. So I took my other Pike leader off my fly rod and passed to him. That left me with my gear chucking rods to toss spoons and jigs at the fish.

Despite some dazzling Perch imitation streamer flies he got from a fly shop owner in Lethbridge, the Pike were not his friend when waving his fly rod at the water.


With the trusty Len Thompson 5 of Diamonds and the Red and White, I was having a good time hooking, netting and releasing some feisty Pike. He had a few bites, a few on the line, enough to see the head shake, confirmation it was a fish and not the aggressive weeds of the area. The days were fairly windy and that made fly casting pretty difficult, so we opted for spoons and jigs mostly with some attempts with the fly rods during calmer periods.

 

We did stop at a spot I refer to as the “Last Call”, a little Perch haven where it’s hard to not catch a fish, just so we could lay down the claim to have caught fish on fly rods those days.

But to get to the point, the first Pike fly leader, on the coffee table at the cabin, went in his fly vest, to be traded for the other one on his line, so I could put the other one back on my line. Didn’t happen. Windy days meant more spinning rod action, which was quite successful. Lots of Pike and a few nice Walleye.

My fly leaders? They made the drive back home with my buddy, one in his fly vest and one at the end of his fly line. The very next weekend, out on the water Saturday morning, it was calm with sunshine. A must day for tossing streamers at Pike, but no pike leaders. So I dig into the tackle box, finding a spool of 10 pound line, and a 9″ steel leader. With a quick loop end tied to about 9′ of line and the steel leader tied at the other end, I had a makeshift fly line Pike leader. A few tosses and a sharp tug, followed by the tell tale signs of a Pike head shake. The first test was a successful test. A delicate presentation of the fly/streamer is not the same necessity as when tossing hoppers to stream dwelling Brown Trout. The ability to withstand the power and teeth of a Pike or Walleye is the priority. What I learned, after continuing to test my new leader rig is that the 10 pound line is not enough, but it was what I had in my tackle box, what I have rigged up on my Walleye jigging rod. Hooking a strong fish one day, a good fish I was sure, disappeared with the snap of the line above the 9″ steel leader. I saw a glimpse of it, 15′ to 16′ out from the boat. That was gonna be a good fish. I wish I had at least seen it clearly, up close. Not having any other materials, I tied another of my new found leader rigs with 10 pound test as the leader. Back to my nature of being cheap, that was gonna have to do, even with a few opportunities over the next week to stop at a store buy something stronger. Then, during a late July week at the cabin, came the pull of another really good fish on the end of my fly line and a strong bend in the rod. Remember the Perch imitation streamers I mentioned above? Turns out these are delicious looking. I have since tied a few copies as I have now lost both of the Perch flies, professionally tied, to broken leaders.

The financial comparison is simple. A Pike/Musky leader from a fly shop is $12 to $15. Eventually they will break, but I have used the same leader for a couple years of fighting twisting, shaking, sharp-tooth Pike so the expense per fish is down to mere pennies. Most often, it is the clasp at the end that fails before the leader. Now for the Poor Man’s version. A small spool of 20 pound mono is $10. Enough to make 30+ of these leaders. A 12 pack of typical 9″ wire leader is about $8. So my Cheap Man Pike Leader is less than $1.00.

I headed out with another fishing buddy and tested these (all in the name of product testing) a couple days ago and the casting is the same. A heavy streamer at the end seems to overcome the need for any special leader performance or tapering requirements. First strike was a pretty good Pike. Netting, hook removal, quick measurement, and release of a 32″ Pike made for a good start to the day. A couple more Pike, smaller than the first, assured me this was as good as the previous version. The real test was another good Pike, I performed poorly on the retrieval and lest it weed me. So I had to hog it out, pulling a few extra pounds of weeds, and the leader held. My only revision to my set up is that I would shorten the length of the mono from 9′ to 7′ to make casting under windy conditions a little easier and avoid pulling the fly line / leader loop to loop connection through the rod end eye when netting the fish.

I would not recommend this for fly fishing when a dry fly dropping silently on calm waters is the goal (although I have had to MacGyver some heavy to lighter tippet-as-leader replacements in the middle of a Southern Alberta stream). For the tossing of heavy streamers to the aggressive ambush feeding activity of Northern Pike, it seems to be an excellent and inexpensive use of commonly available tackle.

Multi-Species on a Fly Rod

July 14, 2025 / galen / Fly Fishing

A fish on a fly rod is better than a fish on a gear chucker rod. My apologies to those who are spin cast or bait cast rod & reel aficionados.  Yes, I do own several spin cast combos.  They sit idle beside the boat seat except for the very windy days when the other people in the boat are at risk from an off-course back cast of a large streamer hook. Of the approximately 400 fish I have caught this year, 385 of them are on one of my three fly rods.

But the point of this article is not on the merits of fly fishing (it’s just better). Instead, it is a quick recount of one of my favorite days on the lake so far this year.

Like any regular morning, I’m up before anyone else in the cabin. Some days I sit in front of my laptop and get some work done. But this morning, the lake was glass, the sky was clear, the late June sunshine at 5:00 am was already approaching an hour of shining.  These days can not be ignored. I must fish. I must fly-fish.

So into the boat, quietly pulling away from the dock to avoid waking up the rest of the cabin and mid-trolling speed for a few hundred yards before I gave it some throttle and sped my way to the spot I was planning to start at. A few minutes later, anchor down, standing on the back seat (a.k.a. the casting platform), fly rod in hand, I began to de-spool some line and begin casting, working a bit more line out with each cast. Cast three was magic, landing just shy of the weed bed, a couple pulls, and the Walleye hit. Hitting hard for a Walleye, I thought it was a pike at first, but not the violent head shake so anticipation was high, and then a couple short runs as it stripped line, I had it next to the boat, and the spiny dorsal fin was on display. Rough estimate, 23 inches. Not the biggest Walleye I have caught but too big to keep. A dip of the net, hook removal, dysfunctional attempt at an actual measurement, and I was back to fishing.

The Pike took a liking to the perch coloured streamer I was tossing their way. The fly was tied by a friend of a friend and left with me a few weeks back. It was very popular. The next 45 minutes to an hour was spent casting, landing Pike, and releasing. Too much action to stop and take measurements and pictures. The Pike were feisty, the big catch of the day likely about 30 inches. Far from any “trophy” measurements. It didn’t matter. A 5 pound Pike on a fly rod feels like twice the size as on a spin cast rod. So now I’m at 2 species of fish, same rod, in the first hour of fishing. The count is something like 1 Walleye and 5 or 6 Pike. This is on my 9 weight rod. More then enough backbone in that rod to handle any of these fish. So I decided, “why not a third species?”

I pulled up anchor and moved approximately 50 feet, to the very edge of the weed bed I had been casting to and along. With a tiny bead headed Copper John fly, it wasn’t long and I had landed a small Perch, then a second, third, fourth, and fifth. Perhaps a total of 10 casts. This lake is loaded with Perch. Normally I will use my ultra-light 4 weight fly rod off my dock and catch many Perch in between other activities at the cabin. The 9 weight in my hand was vast overkill, but I didn’t bring the 4 weight in the boat.

Now this would be a great place for some pics of the fish I caught that day. However, I was first up and out the door so I was fishing solo and that makes the logistics of catching, landing, holding and photographing fish a few degrees of difficulty higher.  I had full intentions. The Walleye, first fish of the day, was going to get measured and photographed. After removing the fly, and preparing to measure, she wiggled free and over the side. Lost opportunity but not lost thrill of a nice Walleye on a fly rod.

I have had other days of 3 species on a fly rod in the same day, but never within 50 feet. One day on a Southern Alberta stream I did catch a Brown, a Brookie, and a Rainbow Trout on the same stream. Other times I have cheated, sort of, by catching the Walleye and Pike from the boat, then returning to the dock for the Perch. So I’m going to call this my best 3 species from the boat morning.

The Biggest Fish by Species Caught in Saskatchewan

July 14, 2025 / galen / Fishing

The content for this article was sourced from: https://www.msn.com/en-ca/news/world/17-of-the-biggest-fish-that-have-ever-been-caught-in-saskatchewan-and-see-where-they-were-caught/ss-AA1HxH8p#image=6

Arctic Grayling

– Weight: 4 lbs 5 oz
– Location: Fond du Lac River
– Record set in 1966

Brown Trout

– Weight: 17 lbs 12 oz
– Location: Piprell Lake
– Record set in 1987

Brook Trout

– Weight: 6 lbs 2 oz
– Location: Lake Amyot
– Record set in 1973

Burbot

– Weight: 18 lbs 12 oz
– Location: Candle Lake
– Record set in 1993

Channel Catfish

– Weight: 14 lbs 2 oz
– Location: Qu’Appelle River
– Record set in 1998

Cutthroat Trout

– Weight: 6 lbs 10 oz
– Location: Little Raspberry Lake
– Record set in 1996

Lake Sturgeon

– Weight: 270 lbs
– Location: S.Saskatchewan River
– Record set in 1962

Lake Trout

– Length: 51″”
– Location: Lake Athabasca
– Record set in 1995

Lake Whitefish

– Weight: 11 lbs 8 oz
– Location: Sturgeon Lake
– Record set in 1973

Largemouth Bass

– Length: 24″”
– Location: Boundary Reservoir
– Record set in unknown year

Northern Pike

– Weight: 42 lbs 12 oz
– Location: Lake Athabasca
– Record set in 1954

Rainbow Trout

– Weight: 21 lbs 7 oz
– Location: Saskatchewan River
– Record set in 1997

Sauger

– Weight: 7 lbs 13 oz
– Location: S.Saskatchewan River
– Record set in 1990

Splake

– Weight: 13 lbs 4 oz
– Location: Fern Lake
– Record set in 1988

Tiger Trout

– Weight: 5 lbs 15 oz
– Location: Little Jackfish Lake
– Record set in 1998

Walleye

– Weight: 18 lbs 1 oz
– Location: Tobin Lake
– Record set in 1997

Yellow Perch

– Weight: 2 lbs 7.4 oz
– Location: Pagan Lake
– Record set in 1991

How to Solo Launch a Boat

June 6, 2025 / galen / Fishing, Life at the Cabin

The time may come when yo want to get your boat on the water, but you don’t have help available. That time was last weekend for me. So here is our step by step guide to getting your boat safely launched, whether you are launching for the season or just for the day. It’s really about Step 3 being the most important thing you do.

Before you even begin this process, make sure you have drained any water / coolant (and disposed) or other contaminants from your boat and that you test start your motor and ensure the tilt mechanism is operating properly. Don’t wait to discover a mechanical problem with your boat at the launch.

Last check, make sure you have at least one life jacket in the boat.

Step 1 – The Hook Up

I’m going to assume you know how to get your tow vehicle hooked to your trailer. If that is a mystery to you, then you should stop now.

Solo launching a boat is going to take longer than the days when you have help so you should plan for a day/time when the launch isn’t busy.

Another consideration is the weather. You are going to have to handle your boat around the dock with just your own power. A calm day is ideal to ease the effort needed but here in Saskatchewan, a calm day is a rarity, so pick a day when the winds will be in your favour and not blowing whitecaps into the launch / dock area.

Step 2 – Prep at the Launch

Time to get the boat / trailer ready to launch. Pull off to the side and remove any tarps, your tie-down straps and the winch strap. While you are at it, make sure you have the plug securely fastened in the drain hole. Before you move onto the next step, we recommend you take a quick glance down at the launch to familiarize yourself with the launch conditions and any potential hazards.

Step 3 – Tie On

The most important step. Securely tie a piece of rope from some strong anchor point on the boat, such as a rope tie, to a point on the trailer near the winch. Leave approximately 3/4 of a boat length of slack in the rope.

Step 4 – Get Wet

You are all set, now get wet. Back your trailer slowly into the water. Keep a close eye on the boat and stop when the boat just begins to float. The rope you attached will keep your boat from ending up floating out of reach.

Step 5 – Tie Up

You will need to wade into the water to the winch to untie the rope from the trailer winch area. Keep ahold of the rope and get up on the dock. Move the boat from the launch side of the dock onto the opposite side and tie the font and back of the boat to the dock. Before you move onto Step 6, hop in the boat and test start again. Now is not the time for a dead battery!

Step 6 – Park the Trailer

Move the tow vehicle and empty trailer to a designated parking area.

Step 7 – You Are Launched

Return to the dock. Untie your anchor ropes and push off.

Going the Extra Miles

When I’m solo launching my boat, I’m usually launching for the season and then parking the boat at my cabin.

That leaves me with another step. I need my trailer and tow vehicle. That’s why I am careful to choose a calm day, or a day with the wind in a favourable direction. The launch is East of my cabin, and across the lake, so I need either a very light wind or a wind from the West, as I hop in my kayak and paddle back to the launch. Once I reach the launch via kayak, I haul the kayak to the boat trailer, winch-strap it on, and head back to the cabin.

I do get a few looks. It looks like a ridiculous amount of trailer for one kayak! A quick drive back to the cabin and all is done.

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