June 21, 2020: Father's Day Fishing at Labour Day Lake
Father’s Day and Fishing, name a more iconic duo. As is pretty much a tradition at this point, on Father’s Day 2020, my brother, father, and I went fishing. For this year, we decided to go off the beaten path and into the bush to somewhere we’ve never explored: Labour Day Lake in the Port Alberni area.
After finishing up a breakfast at my dad’s place, the three of us threw our gear into my Tacoma, and headed towards Port Alberni. Along Highway 4 near the Port Alberni Summit, we turned off the pavement and headed into the bush, driving along the forestry roads for probably around 45 minutes, though I can’t remember exactly. Soon, having driving along ridgelines, through forests as well as clearcuts, we arrived at the parking lot for the recreation area. Parking the truck, we grabbed our bags and walked the trail towards/along the lake for about 15-20 minutes before finding an offshoot that headed down to the lake shore, where we set up our camp for the day.
Having done some preliminary research online, I’d read that this lake was a notoriously good lake for trout. In fact, one forum poster had reminisced that when they used to fish at Labour Day, the fish would bite at anything, including discarded cigarette butts. With this in mind, we were hoping for some bites. I should say that in the past when the three of us have gone fishing, we’ve had very poor luck, almost never catching a thing. This time, however, was different.
I believe it was on his first or second cast, my brother was reeling in a small trout — we were ecstatic. And so, as the day progressed, it was bite after bite, fish after fish. In total we caught 5 trout, some smaller, and one a pretty decent size. We kept a few to bring home, and cooked one up for lunch, in addition to the hot dogs we’d packed.
To be honest, I don’t think any of us were actually expecting to have such good luck, so when being blessed with such a plentiful harvest, we were grossly unprepared when it came to actually cooking the trout up. Thus, we improvised, and used some mayonnaise packets to grease our pan, some salt, and crunched up nacho chips to season the fish. While crude, it was actually pretty dang good.
After reaching our quota for the day, we packed up, headed back to the truck, and did a bit of exploring around the dirt roads nearby, including a stop at Loon Lake. We then set off back home after our most successful Father’s Day fish yet.