This adventure takes us deep into the Canadian wilderness. We are in search of a mystery lake for which there is no name. There is promise of giant brook trout. The brook trout thrives only in wild places with pristine waters. Even with snowshoes, this trip is very arduous. In all, it would take us nearly 5 hours to slog our way in. We are navigating with the help of a compass. The sled would often wrap up into a tree and force me to go back and unhook it. Finally, we make it to the lake, a very small, but deep one. A moose track in the snow. This area will be the footprint of our winter hot tent. The hand auger is reliable, but also very difficult to operate requiring lots of strength. The ice is so thick it nearly reaches to the handle. These holes are used mostly for fishing, and also drinking water. We’ve already got a fish biting. Set the hook! Fish on! No monster fish, but still edible! Big fish normally feed in morning and evening. This is a wild brook trout. They are commonly referred to as speckled trout for their red and blue dots. Time to set up the hot tent. It is not ideal to set up on the lake itself, but there are no options in the woods as it is too thick. Over time, it is assured that water will build up as the tent warms. This is the a-frame to the tent. Time to put the canvas on the tent. It’s really a two man job. The wood stove. The pipe out the side helps direct sparks and shoot away from the tent. Time to grab lunch. A wild snowshoe hare. No to put down some bedding for sleeping on. Another fish! Still a small one. We will need a lot of wood to keep warm overnight. These are spruce bows. Water for drinking. To insulate from the ice and melting snow, we’ll need more spruce bows than we think. Nature is exceedingly vast. A mat is a very welcome addition. If either of us were injured, a helicopter would be the only way to reach us…if we could call anyone. Tip-ups all set, ready for the big bite! Collecting wood for heat is endless! Two man augering! A semi-aquatic animal has come out of the water! Silence! At these temperatures, the top layer of water continuously freezes. These can foul our lines. This new spot is promising! These tip-ups never lie! Even if the fish is tiny! Another bite! It was so small, I thought I lost it! Running to a down tip-up is the best part! The promise of fish, is met, but all very small. The top layers of ice are melting so we need to do some maintenance. A system of weather is coming in. Time to buckle things down. It would be a tough existence to live off just what we caught. Despite the cold weather, we must make the most of the fishing. Biggest fish yet! If we didn’t camp on the lake, we wouldn’t be able to fish all day like we did. So we had to deal with the melting. Canada is really amazing. It is legal to cut anything that is no longer alive. Besides, dead wood burns better anyway. Well deserves pancakes and maple syrup. I am paying more attention to the camera than where I am walking. Too near the creek mouth. The flowing water has weakened the ice. Time to hold on for help! Thankfully my feet are touching the bottom. This is why it’s always smart to be with someone else on these remote trips. Time for a big fire, to stay warm and dry off. Moving around helps to stay warm. The nights are quite long in the winters. The flowing water prevents it from freezing. What a beautiful morning! The tent has frozen to the ice. And our lines are stuck in the ice. One last fish? Brook trout are very predatory. It would take us a full hour just to climb out of the basin of the lake. The banks were extremely steep. These lakes are thought to have form by receding glaciers. We eventually made it back home.