By Peter Brookes | Cold, clear water under endless skies. A remote, unpressured fishery. Toothy, piscatorial predators measured in feet, not inches. Tens of bone-jarring strikes a day.
What’s an intrepid fly angler not to like?
This is Northern Saskatchewan, a largely untouched Canadian wilderness where carnivorous Northern pike (Esox lucius) rule the water, lying in wait for their next meal—or your fly.
