There’s a pull to the North that’s hard to explain—something about the quiet, the vastness, and the simplicity of life there. It’s a quiet tug that grows stronger the further you are from it. As I sit at my desk and the days grow colder, I can’t help but think about Striker’s Point Lodge.

Striker’s Point Lodge has always been a special place for me. Growing up, I spent summers there, exploring the wilderness, fishing, and soaking in the peaceful atmosphere. Those early visits shaped my appreciation for the outdoors and left me with memories I still cherish. Returning to work there as an adult over the years feels like reconnecting with an old friend, reinforcing the bond I’ve always had with this unique part of the North.

Working at the lodge is much more than just a job. It is about reconnecting with guests I see each year, or ones who I haven’t seen since I was just a girl. It is about welcoming new guests and seeing the excitement on their faces when they pulled in their first walleye or spotted a moose near the water. Cooking up freshly caught fish for them is always a highlight—there’s nothing quite like the taste of walleye, fresh from the lake, cooked over an open flame. These moments are a part of what makes the North so special. 

On my days off, if I wasn’t fishing with the other staff, I’d be in the woods picking blueberries or Saskatoon berries. A bag of them still sits in my freezer—a simple reminder of the North to tide me over until I can go back.

Now that I’m back at my desk, flipping through photos from this summer, the pull of the North feels stronger than ever. The pictures can’t capture it all—the scenery, the activities, or that sense of being connected to something so pristine. Striker’s Point Lodge, and the North in general, has a way of staying with you. I’m counting down the days until I’m back to the peace, the fresh walleye, and the steady rhythm of the wilderness..