Raptor
09-01-2010, 02:38 PM
The Kananaskis trip was great. Haven't been there in a while and a lot has changed. Went to Upper K and caught 2 cutties about 15 inches. they were swimming two feet off shore and jumping like they haven't been fed in a while. Threw a caddis and caught a couple of 15 inch cutties.
Next day, my boy and I were fishing Opal creek by log jam and decided it was time to head back to the truck. Dark was coming on. Just get back to truck and put the rods in the box. My son gets in the front passenger side of truck and I go around to drivers side. I open back door and put waders in the back. Just as I close the door and reach for the drivers side door, out of the bush comes a big black wolf with grey face. I'm talking BIG, maybe 125lbs plus, (I know their hair makes them look bigger) thick and huge head. He stops immediately not 5 feet from me. I think he was a surprised :free-scared-smileysto see me as I was him. My son said that I said "Hello", I don't recall that, but I did say something and I also froze. He looked at me for about 10 seconds and then ran right past me, brushing my leg with his tail. That was the closest I have ever been to a live wolf and for some reason I wasn't scared. A pretty great experience I will remember always. My son was really impessed with how big of strides they take when running.
The following day we are in camp. (Mt. Kidd) We are sitting down by the river watching golfers go by and just talking when out strolls 2 - two year old grizzlies. They were getting there fill of berries just off the golf course and we watched for a bit. They paid no attention to us. Must have just been kicked out from momma. One had radio collar on. Figures I didn't have a camera. Later that day I heard that a sow griz walked right down the playground area at 4:30 in the afternoon. Everyone just gave her room and she strolled on by. Saw two blacks as well.
Fished Opal Creek log jam and had a blast. Brookies ( and Browns I have been corrected on) :dork:and whitefish. Bull were there but wouldn't bite. Got on top of log jam and see schools of fish in the water but wouldn't bite what I was offering. Decided to go back next morning with my flies and hits right away. Caught some brookies and a couple of whitefish. There is nothing like stream fishing. Walking the creeks and being at one with nature. How good is that.
Can't wait to go back.
Next day, my boy and I were fishing Opal creek by log jam and decided it was time to head back to the truck. Dark was coming on. Just get back to truck and put the rods in the box. My son gets in the front passenger side of truck and I go around to drivers side. I open back door and put waders in the back. Just as I close the door and reach for the drivers side door, out of the bush comes a big black wolf with grey face. I'm talking BIG, maybe 125lbs plus, (I know their hair makes them look bigger) thick and huge head. He stops immediately not 5 feet from me. I think he was a surprised :free-scared-smileysto see me as I was him. My son said that I said "Hello", I don't recall that, but I did say something and I also froze. He looked at me for about 10 seconds and then ran right past me, brushing my leg with his tail. That was the closest I have ever been to a live wolf and for some reason I wasn't scared. A pretty great experience I will remember always. My son was really impessed with how big of strides they take when running.
The following day we are in camp. (Mt. Kidd) We are sitting down by the river watching golfers go by and just talking when out strolls 2 - two year old grizzlies. They were getting there fill of berries just off the golf course and we watched for a bit. They paid no attention to us. Must have just been kicked out from momma. One had radio collar on. Figures I didn't have a camera. Later that day I heard that a sow griz walked right down the playground area at 4:30 in the afternoon. Everyone just gave her room and she strolled on by. Saw two blacks as well.
Fished Opal Creek log jam and had a blast. Brookies ( and Browns I have been corrected on) :dork:and whitefish. Bull were there but wouldn't bite. Got on top of log jam and see schools of fish in the water but wouldn't bite what I was offering. Decided to go back next morning with my flies and hits right away. Caught some brookies and a couple of whitefish. There is nothing like stream fishing. Walking the creeks and being at one with nature. How good is that.
Can't wait to go back.