The 206 and its fleshy cargo started swimming downstream with the 10 MPH current of the Mackenzie River, and soon the bush plane was airborne. Carl, the 25-year-old Canadian pilot and an aging American, named Todd, were mated because of an Atlas in Todd’s bathroom. They headed north, first keeping the Mackenzie River in glide slope to ensure a cheap rescue and, after an hour, headed off east into the bush and towards the south shore of the lake. Flying low with plenty of lakes to ditch in, Carl then gained as much altitude to fly north over the lake. With views that revealed all 5 arms of the lake, the immenseness of this dark blue gem began to unfold. Straddling the Arctic Circle, this 1463′ deep lake is frozen from late November all the way into July and is ecologically barren. With sunlight only reaching the waters for 4 months, minimal plant life restricts fauna. It is, however, not devoid of fish as a camp on the NW corner can sometimes boast huge trophies for extravagant fees. This site was relayed to Carl by another pilot and was spotted from the air. Setting down in the lake, Carl headed for the freshly installed pier to make refueling easier. While Carl Jerry Jugged her wings full, Todd went inside to talk to the contract workers who were here for the active 8-week season. Opening was days away. Wondering who the hell these 2 people were in the middle of nowhere, Todd was vague with his answers and left the story to be filled in by the camp workers who only see rich fishermen. And off they went to start the long journey back home. With a reflective look at the day, Todd attained this trip with long hours and integrity in his goals. He looked back and realized that if you have 4 appendages and 5 senses, you can do anything because he saw people with 2 appendages and 3 senses make a living and survive. A testament to the human spirit. Returning in the early evening, the bill was paid, and Todd bought steaks and beers for his newest friends.