Into the wilderness, that was the theme of this weekend. It was Logan’s stag, and given the fact that we are all pretty outdoorsy this was the perfect way to spend a weekend with the boys. Now you might be staying, what about Vegas, what about the strippers and the gambling. Well that’s the stereotypical bachelor party that is glorified in many hilarious movies. But being that we love camping this was the perfect thing for the group to do.
Mike and Chris organized the whole trip and after a few e-mails I was notified that we would be traveling to K-country for the stag. We stayed at the Pocaterra campsite, which is a group site that can be rented for a period of time. So we rented the whole thing for the weekend. This turned out to be the best idea ever. Split between everyone who attended it was very affordable and a big benefit was that being a private site we didn’t have to worry about things like, quiet hours or drunkenness. Given these two facts we tore it up for 2 solid days and nights uninterrupted. During the weekend a few hikers and one mountain biker passed by the site but we were pretty much on our own.
The site was hike in only, and the hike was about 2 km. When I heard this, I figured I should get a proper backpack and decided to pick one up at Mountain Equipment Co-op. I drove down early to meet up with Ryan and do dinner and drinks on Thursday night; we ended up doing a little work on here as well so it was awesome. The following day I went to MEC with Dominika and purchased a Brio 70 backpack. The pack worked great, however when we got to the site we all drove our cars in, unloaded, drove out and parked them in the lot.
The walk back to site was super fun. I parked my car, along with Chris and Mike, and we headed down a path back to camp. It turned out it was the wrong path, and it ended in a small clearing. Did we turn around? Pffft, hell no, by deductive reasoning we decided as a group that walking back would be more time consuming than walking upstream along the creek. Luckily we each packed a few road beers for the walk back, so we were more than happy to do a bit of bushwhacking. After about 15 minutes we came to a section where the creek cut into the bank and we could not proceed. So we turned around and headed back to a log bridge that we had found. After making it across the creek without falling in, we came to another impassable section and decided to walk up the hill. After a short distance the hill became very steep in front of us and mike decided the best course of action would be to walk straight up till we hit the road. We made it back unscathed on the road and continued with the night.
The following day, nursing massive hangovers and soaking in some cosmic rays during breakfast, a plan was hatched to go fly fishing. Mike and I had briefly tried the night before but it got dark and we gave up. The lower lake in Kananaskis is rumored to have the bigger fish of the two and after a short drive we rolled in and began the walk to the shoreline. The water was pretty low in both lakes but we found where the Pocaterra Creek enters the lower lake and thought that was a great spot to start. Within about 15 minutes Eric had a Trout on the line and when he waded in to grab it, it got off. So now we knew there was fish in the lake (unlike the fishless McLeod River), but no one got anything more than a few bites for the next hour. Chris did managed to hook something big not to long after that. He was using his spinning rod and it was quite stiff but it was bent right over. The fish on the end of the line was really working to get off. Ben waded in to grab it and it got off as soon as he put his hand in! When this happened Chris managed to hook Ben in the hand, after which hilarity ensued. Ben said that to him it didn’t look like a rainbow, and he thought it was a Bull Trout. I really wish Chris could have pulled it in, because I’ve never seen a Bull, but it just wasn’t in the cards.
Not long before we decided to leave, Brad managed to net a BIG Rainbow. Eric swore it was the one he had on the hook when he saw it. Either way it was going to be good eating. Check out the video of the fish.
Ben did the honors and cut a few awesome filets that added to the feast of Saturday night. There is a video of that, and it can be found when you watch the one listed above.
When we got back to camp Eric started to cook the best camp meal I have ever had. The spread included Steak, Trout, Pork tenderloin, corn on the cob, potatoes with carrots and onions, maple beans and garlic bread. After the feast, the Beersbee Championships started. It was a doubles tourney and teams were picked by a deck of cards. I drew a diamond and so did Brad so we named our team “Diamonds are Forever” with hopes of making the finals. After an intense round robin tournament we made it to the semi-final and after destroying Ben’s team, we made it into the finals to face Chris and Eric. They finished us in 3 pole hits and we started to drink.
The rest of the trip was pretty unreal. Great friends, amazing scenery and a few good stories told around a campfire made for a very memorable weekend. I can’t say too much more, except it was a lot of fun and I can’t wait for the next one. Enjoy the photos