06-24-2005, 09:36 PM
I just returned from my adventure in Alaska....and what an adventure. With everything that happened I'm not sure where to start, but I'll just start at the beginning.
After arriving Alaska, we spent the first morning gearing up and buying the needed supplies. Hit the creek by 12:00, but the kings were real slow. Stayed at it for about 8 hrs before throwing in the towel. But I got great practice in on my technique.
Next day, hit the water early, and it is still real slow. After 7 hrs, WHAM!!!! I wasn't sure if I had on a fish or a boat! She ran on me 4 times before I wore her out and was able to net 'er. My first king. Weighing in at 36 pounds.
Went back home and processed the fillets, and grabbed some dinner. Next thing you know, I'm rolling on the ground with gut pain. Thinking it was just the curry, I went to bed to sleep it off. After a long painful night I realized it wasn't going away that easy. About 3:00 pm, I decided to get checked out so I wouldn't waste another day by not being able to fish. Being Saturday, I had no choice but to go to the ER. What luck, it was my Appendix. After some cursing under my breath, I agreed to the surgery. Doctor said I was done fishing for the rest of the trip.
So while I laid up in the hospital, my son went on the halibut charter in my place. They didn't get into any big ones (only 30-40#'s), but he caught 15 halibut. No kings though. He had a great time.
After spending 4 days in the hospital, I finally broke out. The next day the group went fishing, and decided to tag along to watch. Then I decided I didn't come all this way to watch, so I through on the waders, and jumped in. Fishing was good, lots of kings coming in. Then I got hit, and after pushing away all the people that were trying to help me hold my pole, I went to work by myself, and pulled in a beautiful 51 pounder.
After that there was no holding me back. For the short while I had left to fish, I hit it hard and was successful pulling in 2 more kings, 33 #'s, and 25 #'s. And my son was able to hook in to one and pull it in by himself.
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After some sight seeing at Denali, and other places we flew back to SLC. But the adventure wasn't quite over. I noticed a flat tire while we were at the curb loading the Luggage and coolers.
What a trip!!!!
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After arriving Alaska, we spent the first morning gearing up and buying the needed supplies. Hit the creek by 12:00, but the kings were real slow. Stayed at it for about 8 hrs before throwing in the towel. But I got great practice in on my technique.
Next day, hit the water early, and it is still real slow. After 7 hrs, WHAM!!!! I wasn't sure if I had on a fish or a boat! She ran on me 4 times before I wore her out and was able to net 'er. My first king. Weighing in at 36 pounds.
Went back home and processed the fillets, and grabbed some dinner. Next thing you know, I'm rolling on the ground with gut pain. Thinking it was just the curry, I went to bed to sleep it off. After a long painful night I realized it wasn't going away that easy. About 3:00 pm, I decided to get checked out so I wouldn't waste another day by not being able to fish. Being Saturday, I had no choice but to go to the ER. What luck, it was my Appendix. After some cursing under my breath, I agreed to the surgery. Doctor said I was done fishing for the rest of the trip.
So while I laid up in the hospital, my son went on the halibut charter in my place. They didn't get into any big ones (only 30-40#'s), but he caught 15 halibut. No kings though. He had a great time.
After spending 4 days in the hospital, I finally broke out. The next day the group went fishing, and decided to tag along to watch. Then I decided I didn't come all this way to watch, so I through on the waders, and jumped in. Fishing was good, lots of kings coming in. Then I got hit, and after pushing away all the people that were trying to help me hold my pole, I went to work by myself, and pulled in a beautiful 51 pounder.
After that there was no holding me back. For the short while I had left to fish, I hit it hard and was successful pulling in 2 more kings, 33 #'s, and 25 #'s. And my son was able to hook in to one and pull it in by himself.
![[Image: image.gif]](http://www.bigfishtackle.com/images/gforum/files/image.gif)
After some sight seeing at Denali, and other places we flew back to SLC. But the adventure wasn't quite over. I noticed a flat tire while we were at the curb loading the Luggage and coolers.
What a trip!!!!
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