• CAMP NORTH 2025

Camp North Season Report 2025 – Part 1

We’re always looking forward to kicking things off at Camp North – and with good reason. It has built up a reputation for big fish, and this year was no different. But as always, running a tent camp in the middle of nowhere comes with its challenges. The first of these was a hurricane roaring through for a couple of days as we welcomed our first guests. No matter the weather, the river writes its own script and proved that even in the toughest conditions, it delivers.

The early season carries a special kind of excitement, with fish pushing hard into the river from the fjord. Bright chrome, fat, and aggressive, they’re usually pretty eager for the fly when you make it dance in the current.

Guests were arriving full of anticipation at each pool – some even settling into a few favorite spots for their entire trip. And who could blame them? With every fresh run, it feels like a reset button has been pressed overnight, and the pool comes alive all over again.

Even having the perfect cocktail of success – swinging in the wider main river and intimate fishing with short focused casts in the tributary – we couldn’t resist giving the fjord a try. Us fly fishermen tend to think the grass is greener on the other side… was it really greener? Hard to say – the main river and tributary were tough to beat. But yeah, it was definitely green. At our favorite spot in the fjord, famous for early-season madness, the fishing didn’t disappoint and we had great action fishing streamers and foam flies on the surface.

During the second week, we experienced everything from bright blue skies to misty days with low-hanging clouds and rain. We’ve always believed that varied weather brings great fishing, and this time was no exception. The guests had a fantastic time as runs of fresh, bright char kept coming.

With more and more fish moving through the system, it was time to explore the upper river, a 35-minute boat ride from the inlet of the main river. There’s something special about being the first to visit that pristine piece of water – as one guest said: it’s better than Christmas Morning! Finding the fish is only half the fun; figuring out how to tempt them: whether it’s foam, streamer, or nymph tops it off.

As we hit the middle of July, blue skies and bright sun became consistent. The lower water levels and crystal-clear conditions made it easy to spot the bigger fish in the system, though they were a bit more challenging to catch. Still, a hard day of fishing is only hard until you put on a nymph – and that’s exactly what we did, with great results! We also shifted our schedule slightly, getting up earlier for breakfast at 6 AM to increase our time on the water in the cooler, early hours before the sun got too high.

To sum things up, the first half of the season at Camp North got off to an exciting start. Even a hurricane couldn’t slow things down – the river had its own plans. Guests caught fish across wide swings in the main and upper river, as well as in the tight, fast pockets of the tributary, switching between foam, streamers, and nymphs. A trip to the fjord added another thrill, and the changing weather kept every day interesting.

Looking back now, it’s hard to believe this was only the beginning…

Camp North Season Report 2025 – Part 2

Home to the legendary river Eqalugsugssuit, Camp North is without doubt one of the very best places in Greenland to chase truly big Arctic char. The second half of the season was living proof – and we want to take you along for the ride.

Thomas Søbirk spent a week as camp manager at the beginning of August and reports: The first couple of days brought steady weather – blue skies and calm winds – which made the bigger fish tougher to trick. Everything changed on the third day. Stepping out of the tent, we were met with grey skies and a rising wind. Greenland in a nutshell, where conditions change in the blink of an eye.

Turns out that was exactly what we needed to get the fishing going properly. Everywhere along the river, the foam flies were getting hammered. In the days prior, it had been hit or miss, but this day brought non-stop, unforgettable action. While I was at Lake 1 with guests, catching one big fish after another, other guests were at the Upper River, in Streamer Alley, throwing big streamers and having the time of their lives.

Since we skated the first foam flies across the rivers of Greenland, we’ve always thought we knew best: skate them in a continuously accelerating wake straight across. On this day, a guest decided to challenge that idea, by aggressively popping the foam instead – and it worked even better, bringing incredible action and big fish to the net.

That day was the river’s way of reminding us what Greenland can offer: days you don’t forget. And for every fish caught, there was a story told in the main tent that evening – maybe even an extra story or two… So beware of changing conditions when exploring our rivers in Greenland – they might just put you on the best fishing you’ve ever experienced.

Our rivers always tend to surprise us in one way or another, and this year was no different. We discovered a new holding pool, just an 8–9 minute walk from camp, with a small creek on the opposite side. This pool simply hasn’t existed before, and our guess is that the spring flood shaped a deeper slit, creating better conditions for the fish to rest instead of heading upstream immediately.

Needless to say, we fished there a lot and caught plenty of fish. Usually, it’s pretty empty between Kitty Pool and camp, yet we even tried other spots with great success. It seems the characteristics of the lower river may have changed a bit. We can’t know what it’ll look like next year, but this season, that’s how it played out.

There’s nothing quite like telling a big fish story… Regular Camp North guest Carlitos, a fan of the tributary and big articulated streamers – which the char clearly love too – returned to the main tent with a big smile on his face: “I won the char lottery today.” He had been sight fishing, aiming for the bigger fish, when out of nowhere, an 80 cm male colored brute exploded on his fly.

The final couple of weeks of the season gave us exactly what we’d been hoping for – calm days, no bugs, and char hammering pink streamers like there was no tomorrow. The river stayed in perfect shape right until the end, and every day seemed to deliver new highlights.

Camp North closed its doors for the season in true style – big fish, good company, and countless moments that’ll stick with us long after the gear is packed away. Another unforgettable season at Camp North! Thanks to everyone – guests and crew – for making it such a good one.