The second week of an Alaskan fishing trip
On our way to The Eagle Watch Hostel in Ninilchik, we stopped for a little rock climbing for Phillip and blueberry eating for the rest. We also had to stop for breakfast and lunch. We met with the owner of the hostel, Frank, a life time resident of Alaska. He shared many interesting stories with us. His son Hubert had just returned from a successful caribou hunt. Hubert graciously gave use some homemade bear breakfast sausage and some fresh current jelly which were great.
Hubert was a commercial fisherman during the spring and summer, and hunted during the fall and winter. He also entertained us with great stories.
The next two days the fishing was very slow at Deep Creek and Ninilichik Creek, so we took a break and went to Homer where I caught several flounders while Rick and his sons took a ferry to a glacier to do some hiking. We returned back to the hostel and planned a trip to the Russian River to fish and hike the next day.
This was the best part of the trip for me because I got to watch the sockeye salmon jumping the waterfalls. The sockeye’s where the only salmon that would not strike a lure. We had to rig up with a large split shot 18 inches away from a brightly colored fly which you watched drift into the salmon mouth before setting the hook. These were the most impressive to see but the least impressive to catch.
The next day Chris worked on his property that he had purchased last year. He needed to get it ready for his fishing shed that was to be delivered. The rest of use went to Seward to do some more sight seeing. Again eating was the main task at hand which we did well.
After weighing our options we decided to make another trip north to Montana Creek to finish up our trip. It was a good choice; we caught several fish that evening and more the next morning. That afternoon we stopped by the state fair and returned the fishy smelling clown car and caught our plane home.
Take someone fishing, Greg