Paul Peterson, a local from Michigamme, offered to take Mr. Backes to a lake he had been dreaming of fishing. The infamous Ned Lake was within our grasp. Paul picked us up in his big dodge ram diesel.
After a rugged hour plus ride across swamps and boulders we made it to the lake and Mr. B had is first look.
We launched the boat and just a few feet off shore you could no longer see the truck.
The lake had but a couple cabins on it and pristine waters and forest.
Mr B. could hardly believe he had made it. He stared out onto the lake completely content to just be on Ned Lake.
That lasted until we cruised around this small island near the middle of the lake and Mr. B manged to snag at least half a dozen fish
Releasing most of them back into the water, the reed spot next to the island produced good results.
A few people had setup camp on the island.
They (and their dog) were our only company for the day.
Here I am on the lake.
Paul steered most of the day and brought his trusty motor along for the ride.
Finally the time came to say goodbye and Mr. B wished the infamous Ned Lake farewell.
On the drive back we happened across some logging operations.
These heavy duty machines make quick work of the job.
3 comments
hi dale, it was through one of the owner’s properties on the lake.
John
Your visit to Ned lake was interesting.
Would you be willing to share where you accessed the lake?
Thank you
Dale
Hi Dale, it was through one of the owner’s properties on the lake.