Wednesday, February 01, 2017

Innoko,the return.

To say that i'm exited this morning is a real understatement.I got a mail from Scott of Midnight Sun Trophy Pike Adventures confirming our next trip to the Innoko.I am so pumped i even put a countdown clock on the side of the blog....


Some of you guys are probably familiar with the Innoko system , part of the Yukon drainage, if you don't know this place you probably have seen it from the fantastic movie of Barry Reynolds , In pursuit of the water wolf.


The first time i have seen this movie i knew i had to do everything in my powers to go up there.Stop smoking, drinking,put five euro aside each week,whatever you can to save money to visit this true pike mecca while you still can.It's remote, it's beautiful,it's just unreal! We had an amazing stay, with a super professional crew taking care of us. I still remember this place like it was yesterday, every details are engraved in my brain for ever, like a virus, the Innoko comes back and hunt you, calls you back.I don't know what's the deal with Alaska, but once you step foot up there you are done...You will come back over and over, no matter what it takes.I have been to quite a few places around the world ,but nothing sticks to you like Alaska and especially the Innoko ( if you are a pike man).
The sheefish were playing ball too!

When we arrived there back in 2013, the weather was unusually hot, water temperatures were high for this part of the world, it took a lot of scouting from the guides to find cooler waters and to finally find active, aggressive pikes. And boy, when them found the sweet spot it was like nothing i have ever experienced. Our fourth day was out of this world, we had to push further and further north to find these precious cooler spots, over 2  hours on the skiff in the morning travelling at full speed with some serious horse power got us to pike heaven.We had the best day of our lives, my good friend Dominique and myself had personal best records, falling and falling and falling on that day.We clocked  40 pikes over 40 inches, we lost count of the total number of fish that day, and the ones under the magical 40? All big fish too, all high 30's, no jacks that day.They were probably terrified to come out that day...



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