This is a Pink Salmon that I caught in Ship Creek in Anchorage, Alaska. I was trying to get away from all of the snaggers that line the bank. It was amazing to see so many fish and so many fishermen in a completely urban environment. This year the pinks will be closer to home in Puget Sound. It is fun to feel the pull of a big salmon. In just two short months I might have a few free hours to get out and catch and release a few of these bad boys.
Day 6 we headed west along Vancouver Island back to Telegraph Cove. Every day, we had to break down our camp. We put everything that we could into dry bags (they aren’t cheap or spacious) and drag the boats to the water. If it is low tide, that can be quite a ways. It is a tedious procedure and not something that we looked forward to every morning.
We made it back to civilization and washed our hands. In a sink. With warm water and soap. Half of the reason I like being outside is so that I can appreciate the fancy things in life. Things like sinks. We had to carry our own fresh water. We each brought 3.75 gallons of fresh water in our boat. That was enough to drink, cook food, let the dog drink, and brush our teeth, but that is about it. It was nice to be back in the “real” world. We drove to Campbell River. That is my favorite spot to fish for salmon. This whole trip, I was dragging a herring fly behind my boat. Well, maybe not the whole time. Only when it wasn’t too dangerous, or I wasn’t watching whales with my mouth open. I was looking for Coho salmon as I have never caught that species, yet.
Campbell River always has a healthy run of Pink Salmon. That seemed to be my consolation prize.
My good friend has an awesome house in an fantastic location with an incredible family. This is part of his oasis. That is all I can say about that.
We really enjoyed Campbell River. It has a lot of fly fishing history and still has a huge fishing community. Everything seems to be better when fish are involved.
Merry Christmas. I thought about sending out a card, but decided this would be better. Easier on the environment, better for my bank account, and easier for you to reply. I remember when people would send a letter updating our family about what has happened with their family. These days, we all know what is going on as soon as it happens. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and personal websites have made sure of that. If you missed any of those, click on them and you can be updated.
Here is a short recap of the year if you aren’t as addicted to the world wide web as I am. Last winter, I got a gyotaku kit and began the Japanese art of “fish rubbing”.
The problem is I usually let my fish go after catching them, so I don’t get to practice much. I did fish quite a bit despite the cold temperatures and there being some decent snow on the ground.
When the snow fell heavily, we went cross country skiing. Amanda got us skis for Christmas last year and we used them quite a bit.
In the spring, we built a couple of fun things. One is an aquaponic set up inside a pallet. We found a used pallet, lined it with plastic pipes and ran a pump up the inside. The fish below poops and provides nutrients for the plants on the wall. I built the light to save money and energy.
We also built a chicken coop. It looked great and would have been amazing if our landlord had not sold the house. This forced us to move and leave this amazing coop. Unfortunately, it was destroyed before the house was sold.
We had an amazing summer this year. Months of warm temperatures and sunshine in then Northwest is apparently rare. We went to our first Seattle Sounders soccer match.
We caught dungeness and red rock crab.
We caught salmon and smoked them. In fact we will probably eat them during the holidays!
The highlight of my summer was twofold. The first thing that happened is that I was accepted to nursing school. Yay! That was big news. For one last hurrah, we headed east. First Walla Walla, Washington for some wine, then onto Idaho for cutthroat trout fishing. We had some big hungry fish come play with us that left smiles on our faces for days. We hit hot springs and then moved on to Missoula, Montana.
For Amanda’s birthday we headed west. We hot the Washington coast and we razor clam digging. It was an absolutely gorgeous evening and we even got some clams.
After half a decade, I caught up with my cousin Hunter for a too short of a time. I feel like most of us cousins can stay in touch via Facebook, Instagram, etc. and it somehow brings us closer without seeing each other.
Amanda is still working at Woodland Park Zoo and growing a successful dog running business.
Now, I am in nursing school and have very little time to do anything fun. I spend two days a week in school, two days a week at the VA hospital, and two days a week at work. Every other minutes seems to be spent studying. I am loving it though. It seems to be flying by and creeping along at the same time.
So from up here in Seattle, have a Merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate. Thank you very much to everyone that helped make life possible this year.
Every once in a while (2 years to be exact) it is fun to feel a big fish pull on the end of your line. I am not a fan of killing or eating fish, but once every 730 days or so seems alright to me. So we hit Dash Point (always at low tide) and dragged a couple to the beach. Now they are at the smokers. Lox anyone?
One mid term down, one fish exam and a final to go. I still need to learn how to get into my survival suit. I get to practice on Tuesday. In the very little amount of free time that I have I found some time to pull in a few Pink Salmon.
I almost hit this moose while fishing. I walked around the corner and she was eating. When she saw me, she walked to the middle of the creek, peed, and left. I guess seeing me wasn’t as exciting for her.