Hello!!!! We are the owners of Island Lake Camp, Dan and Amber McKechnie.
We took over the camp in the summer of 2020. Dans second love had always been fishing and it’s been his dream for years to own a camp.
We have two amazing children Silas and Marley, I’m sure you’ll see them around camp. Mac is our camp dog he’s super friendly he is rescue pup who’s mixed Shepard/lab. You’ll often find him in the lake taking a swim from hot to cold he’s in the water.
We fell in love with the camp the first time visiting, we definitely have some big shoes to fill! But have a lot of guidance from Gord to keep things running smooth. We can not wait to see what the next few years looks like!
Island Lake Camp was established in 1946 by Harry Morel, who recognized Island Lake as a ideal location for a Tourist Camp. Excellent fishing and hunting was the order of the day.
Bob Carswell carried on the tradition for 19 years. Today many guests remember the Carswell years with great fondness.
For 3½ years, Gerry and Jeanne Ouelette operated Island Lake Camp.
Gord and Ellie Mitchell & family began in 1976 and for over 30 years until the passing of Ellie in Sept of 2009 they have hosted scores of satisfied customers. Every year, upgrading and improvements have helped make I.L.C. a comfortable modern facility, still retaining the remote wilderness setting. We continue to add improvements every year!
Island Lake was and remains today a limited access lake offering excellent fishing and hunting opportunities.
We are the only Outfitters on the Lake. Our goal is to provide our guests with comfortable, clean and private accommodations. A truly wonderful outdoor experience is what we strive to achieve for our guests.
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From Paul, Lou, Sam & Jeff
Anticipations’ getting high
The time is drawing near
To pack our bags
And load the car
It is that time of year
Just a few more sleepless nights
A few more days of work
Then once again
We four friends
Go where the big ones lurk
We’ll set out at the crack of dawn
And let the road unwind
We’re headed north
To Island Lake
The city left behind
We’ve planned out every detail
We won’t forget a thing
New rods and reels
And tackle boxes
Brimming with new bling
We have no use for cell phones
Our wives won’t get no gifts
We’ll only get Just one small bar
While trolling at the Swifts
So leave us be for just one week
Good fortune let us take
For once again
We four friends
Are on Island Lake
