We were driving out of Valdez and a couple of hours down the road we crossed the Copper River. There were a bunch of people lined along both sides of the bank fishing. We decided to have a closer look and stopped to see people just hauling in salmon, one after the next. Everywhere we’d been so far people had been saying “you’re just a bit early, the salmon will be running soon”. Finally we were in the right place at the right time.
We checked into the aptly named King for a Day RV Park, got ourselves some licences and a bit of tackle and were raring to go. The saying “like shooting fish in a barrel” would seemingly apply in this situation. Some guys made it look just too easy. We perhaps had a bit of false confidence going in; however, it was still a lot of fun. A lot of fish got away and Mark apparently hooked two massive ones that broke the line. Unfortunately I wasn’t there, so cannot vouch for him on this one.
I caught what one guy referred to as ” a nice looking white fish” and we cooked up a pretty tasty dinner with the pathetic supplies that we had in the van. Obviously I was singing away “you can bet your life that your sweet wife is gonna catch more fish than you”.
After dinner with determination and stronger line Mark set out again. This time he caught a fairly decent sized fish and was pretty pumped.
Mark obviously wanted to keep fishing; however, we didn’t have anywhere to store any more fish. Although we have a fridge Mark hadn’t gotten around to hooking it up. What I have learnt is that there is nothing like fishing to motivate a man. He stayed up late that night wiring up the fridge so that he could go fishing again in the morning.
Now I have a cold fridge, full of fresh salmon and couldn’t be happier.
Here are some food pictures from salmon week.