It was a glorious day of salmon fishing on the bay of Knudson Landing in Ketchican, Alaska.Add a Comment
Tony greeted us with a friendly hello. Instantly I knew he was the perfect sea captain, guiding us with every step of our adventure.
The depth of the ocean went to 184 feet, The orange spots told the boat where the fish was located.
He gave us a lesson about what not to do. I quickly made the decision to let my two sons and husband do all the fishing.
He told of a time a guest got caught with their hand in the reel. It was a bloody mess. He said you just have to treat it with respect. He guided the boat with a remote control in the back.
I was glad to find that out as no one was steering the boat at the helm.
It was time to bate the hook of krill.
He gave expert instructions how to cast the reel. It was important to let the drag out to loosen the tension. A mechanism on the gear controls how much leeway the fish has to bite.
The ball of metal or weight allows the line to be stable. It acts like an anchor for the bate.
The equipment on the reel showed the proper amount of line to be let out.
The same was done for all four fishing lines. It was now time to wait and see where the fish were biting.
We waited to see the pole moving back and forth.
Alex, our oldest got the first bite. He grabbed the reel to pull up tight. The skill is to snag the fish without letting it go. Tony was ready with the net to make sure it was not lost.
It was a beautiful Pink Salmon We'll ship it home says Tony. Okay says my husband as the thrill of the first catch went through the bones on everyone on board.
It was time for my husband to have a nibble. But in Alaska it's not just a nibble but a big bite. The battle between fish and man started and Jim pulled hard. His muscles turned the round device as his arms pulled up to master the fishes movements. The fish fought hard but couldn't over come the mighty pull of the line against his fins.
Now it was time to re-bait the hook and try again.
Michael cast out his reel to the ripples of ocean water.
Michael got a bite and the battle was on.
Michael caught the largest Pink Salmon of all.
Tony got the bait ready for more catches.
More were caught.
Alex and Michael imitated Tony and started to use the net to capture fish.
Michael and Alex kept catching more fish.
There were times of waiting as we watched other boats.
Each became more confident as the expertise flowed.
I caught another one.
It's time to set home. It was a glorious day of fishing.
We saw a butterfly in the middle of the ocean waters. I said every time you see a butterfly you can say, God loves you.
It was an amazing day of working together for a common catch.
We got to shore and counted 19 Pink Salmon.