Sunset and a Dragon Fly. A late evening picture of the bay just outside our little cabin #4

Well hello from the other side.. of this blog :)

As Adeles 2 hour TV special promo echos in my kitchen, and her song Easy on Me plays for the 150th time this morning, all verbiage that pops in my head seems too morph into an Adele lyric.

Trying to think of how to introduce this little blog on our summer trip to a fly in camp on Careen lake in Canadas North.

But I think I will let the photos speak for themselves.

The family

Brother Brian and Sister in law Jess and the Kids

Brother and Sister in law Brian and Jess. Their two brilliant and awesome children. A.K.A niece and nephew Sadie and Grady.

My mother and father in law Donna & Glenn

Mom in law Donna having a laugh.

Donna and Glenn so cute

Husband Brad navigating the waters

Nephew Grady chilling in the boat husband Brad in the foreground

The Camp

White sandy beach with a pink hue.

Kind of matched my Tofino towel, and my White Claw. Totally unintentional I swear it!

Foot prints in the sand on this secluded Northern beach.

A Jack Fish floating belly up. The swollen belly from trying to eat another fish that was too big. At this point he is still alive.

Up close and personal with the mouth of a Jack

Brad and Glenn pulling a fish out of a larger fishes mouth with pliers

With the half eaten white fish successfully removed, it lays in the blue container. It was clear that the Jackfish was not going to make it. So Glenn swiftly put it out of his misery.

Secretly I think he enjoyed it.

A barren shore line devastated by forest fire on Careen Lake in Northern Saskatchewan

A thick treed, rocky island we passed by while boating.

My mom in law Donna Flails around in the boat as we are bouncing over rough waters

Donna likes to look through a make shift hole she makes with here fingers. I think it helps her pin point things when she looks at landscape.

Donna holding onto her borrowed hat and a flower that husband Glenn gave her, plucked from a pond of Lilly pads.

Early morning sunrise over the bay at Grayling Lodge. The orange sun is burning it’s way through the thick smoke from surrounding forest fires.

The float plane coming to take us back to reality and civilization.

A Trip to Saskatchewans North