Carlyle Lake Ghost Mountain camp out 11/18/16

My nephew Andon and I got moving around 9 am after having breakfast and arriving at the Lake Abitibi access road around 10 am. We cut some dead standing black poplar and birch to make life a little easier in the evening and made our way to Carlyle Lake road. The road was a little more narrow than I had remembered and my paint on the truck was none-too-impressed but we otherwise made it without any issues. We parked in the little campsite cut out and proceeded to set up the arctic 5 man bell tent and set up the woodstove and cots.

Once we were set up we walked down the road to Carlyle to do what we came to do : fish. The road was a lot muddier than when I came down in the May but we managed to keep fairly dry. Carlyle lake is a beautiful sight nestled in the middle of Ghost range and is surrounded by bluffs and mature growth forest, countless giant cedars and spruce dot the cliffs around the lake,the water is crystal clear and the bottom is mixed sand and boulder. The MNRF stock the lake fairly religiously with brook trout

   

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We fished for about a few hours and we caught several small trout that weren't keeper sized but I managed to catch one that was good for the pan.

The keeper after cleaning

 Andon hard at work

 One of the little guys

Bobbers and worms and spinners.
A large snow storm was expected in the region so our two day trip was already cut down to one, but we were monitoring the weather channel on my VX-7R in case the outlook got better or worse.
We left the lake around 3pm and cooked an early dinner of brook trout and backpacker spaghetti. By the time dinner was done it was well on the way to getting dark.

We went back to the tent unrolled our bedrolls and started up the wood stove, we spent the evening cracking jokes and listening to the radio stations in the area.I was awoken around 1:30 am by the tent shuddering and massive winds and loud booms getting closer, a November thunderstorm. For a tent that has little waterproofing and made in the 50s it held it's own very well with the only major issues being hot water running down the stove pipe and under the doorway. The rain continued through the night and the rest of the next day.

 The tent can get very balmy with the woodstove rolling so it takes a little while to get used to using the flue and damper.

The next morning we went out fishing but only managed a little guy. So we went back to camp and dried off and started packing up. By noon all was packed up except the water logged tent which I rolled up in one heck of a sodden mess inside of a tarp. The return drive was fairly uneventful and the snow only started to really come down when we arrived in Timmins. 

Now for the long process of drying and cleaning my gear and get ready for winter camping and ice fishing.