Welcome to the Lake Chippewa Flowage
Spring Time on Lake Chippewa
As the lake ice lets loose, the snow pack melts, and the swamps begin to swell with the diminishing cold nights and the sun radiating on south facing shorelines—-we begin to recognize the start of the new season on the Chippewa Flowage.
The grace and majesty of this massive expanse of ice surrounded by a variety of tree lines, islands, in coming rivers and creeks, exposed shorelines, protruding tree stumps fields from the past, pressure ridges, and a deep and endless blue sky–one can only imagine what the new season will bring for each of us as we wait patiently for the day to arrive to enjoy this unbelievable gift in all her glory. For those of you who have never experienced the Chippewa Flowage–be somewhere this summer–join us on the Flowage.
A vacation on the Flowage with family and friends will have many guarantees; a wilderness experience like none other, miles of untouched shorelines, Eagles in flight, our famous and mysterious floating bogs, fish to be caught, animals in the wild, the hoot of an owl at night, the tremalo of a Loon guarding chicks, accommodating and experienced hosts at our resorts on the Flowage, a variety of evening dining spots, hiking, boating, kayaking, swimming, biking, canoeing, and golfing.
A swimming black bear between islands, a deer with her fawn on a island point, catching a 25 pound musky, meeting new friends for a life time, a youngster catching a Bluegill off the boat dock, enjoying a cabin you would trade your home for, finding a supper club you wish was closer to home, your children who are happy, safe, and secure, and a investment in the joy of being alive in these incredible outdoors–these are just a few of the possibilities for your next vacation.
Please consider the Chippewa Flowage, Hayward for your next vacation experience. Camping or Cabins we have it all. Allow us to be your host and we will share a memorable Chippewa Flowage experience with you and your family.
Random Stories from the Past
By C. Meyer (Guest Writer) On a beautiful fall day my client Charlie Bark and myself mused about what we would catch that day. We would be shorefishing with circle hook rigged suckers and even though Charlie was not too sure of the hooking capability of the “voo-doo hooks” as he called them. I assured him the hooks actually worked very well even though of their strange looks. As we sat basking in the warm sun Charlie recalled he had been moose hunting a couple weeks ago in Canada and shot a moose with a 46 inch inside spread on the antlers and how neat it would be to catch a musky and mount it above the moose so it would fit between the antlers. We joked a little more and the topic was dropped for another. About noon one of the rods went off and we piled into the boat. We rowed out from the point we were fishing and down the shoreline. After 20 minutes I told Charlie to start reeling the next time the fish moved directly away from him. “Here we go” Charlie said, crossing his gloved fingers, and Charlie began to slowly reel. Within a few seconds Charlie grunted and headed to the side of the boat. “I think it is gonna pull me in the drink” Charlie exclaimed as he pulled back against the unseen force below. “Keep reeling” I yelled to Charlie, “and don’t give it any slack line”. About this time the …… Read More …