Pictures by Scotty Craighead
Words by Scotty Craighead and John J. Craighead
This June, as always, my family and I went salmon fishing on the Grand Cascapedia River in Quebec. While writing an article about our trip for the Snaz, I stumbled upon a poem written by my grandfather, John J. Craighead, entitled The Grand Cascapedia. I’d fished with my Grandfather on this river before but didn’t know this poem existed. I thought I would braid his and my words together.
Atlantic Salmon are increasingly rare, so we don’t keep the salmon we catch (though we will keep other species, for lunch.) This year, zero salmon were released because zero were caught.
