Friday, August 14, 2009

Alaska

The salmon run every year in Alaska, up many rivers, to countless small streams and lakes, millions of tonnes of fish in total. But nowhere do they run as thick and full and in the variety as the Kenai river. It is a special place full of the mighty Kings as well as the sockeye. When I had the opportunity to go with Danielle and her family this summer, I did everything I could to pull it off and in the end everything panned out and we all flew into AK on the 22nd of July. What happened next, well, you can see for yourself....




The ol' airport that Uncle Ted built...welcome to Anchorage Alaska!


The Kenai on the first day; an ice dam broke upstream, it had been raining, it was flooded and there weren't many fish in the river. On top of that, I broke one of my fishing poles. It wasn't the best day of the week.

The Kasilof and weather that would turn out to be typical for the week. The first two days were pretty unsuccessful overall, I think more fish were purchased than were caught! The salmon counts were really low and many were saying it was because the weather had driven them off into Cook Inlet.
The next day Mr. Steve Cegelski, being the impresario and man of action that he is, called up a charter boat captain to help put us on some fish.
The captains name was Rod Van Saun, and from the pictures following, you don't need me to tell you that the man knows what he is doing!

Kenai mountains from out on Cook Inlet...another beautiful day:)

A couple of schoolkids from L'Escuala De Silvers El Capitan found (that is, Coho Salmon, ladies and gentleman)



Margaret with what mighta been the school marm.

A big 'ole sea-steak fish, aka the halibutt


Me and Daniella with another big 'butt


Captain Van Saun; Barking orders to granpa, netting monsters all day


Everyone limited out. Captain Van Saun gets all credit, he was the fish hunter for all of us on this day.


Silvers and reds, red and silvers getting reddy for the smoker



Fishing the Quartz


Quartz Creek Sockeye. Almost time to spawn...



Seward...the weather was just beautiful


Exit glacier.






Down the valley, pretty impressive



Extreme Glacial Rock Skipping, coming soon to PlayStation 8


Glaciers are transluscent and adiabatic and camera's can't capture their color...except mine.


Exit creek joining Resurrection river with glacier in background and the sun trying to escape to shine down on the Harding icefield.


A bald eagle nest... complete with a baby bald eagle!


Everything is bigger in....Alaska. This is a quarter of a sandwich.





A rainbow (x2)....the sun almost came out once or twice during the week


Sockeyes 24/7
She's a beauty, even in the dusk





Limited out at 11:55PM




Bridget and a Sockeye, kissing.




Slayed sockeye on the lower Kenai......the water was so high


Steve trying to bogart my buck...



Buck that almost got away, second toughest fish I landed during the week! Would have lost him if it wasn't for polarized sunglasses


The last empress; this hen was the last fish I caught and an absolute freak, definitely the best fighter of all the fish I caught. She took me up and down, and around. Almost lost here a couple times, but landed her after a few minutes of pure excitement.






Upper Kenai River near Russian confluence.


Toward Mount Alyeska


The Kenai Lake


Mount Kickstep (?)


Southeast Alaskan islands on the way to LosAngles





Alaska, where the bounty of the deep comes to the surface.
Alaska, where fishing, on most days, is called 'catching' instead.

Alaska.....one week wasn't enough...now I can't stop wondering when can I get back?

Many thanks to Steve, Margaret, Danielle, Rex, Patti, Terry, Bridget, Rod, granpa, Karl Malone, bears, everyone with my corporate sponsor(LPA!), and everybody else in the "fishing gang"......you know, I always wanted to be in a gang.

Until next time,
-FHP



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