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The Alaska Adventure began as Rob, Rick, Tom, and Shan
Sedgewick (mostly adopted Merrill boy) departed Wenatchee early Labor Day for
the flights to get us to Bear Trail Lodge.
Wenatchee-Seattle-Anchorage-King Salmon.
We were met at the King Salmon airport by Sedrick and immediately upon
arrival and check-in at the lodge, we rigged up the fly rods and headed down to
the mouth of King Salmon creek to see if we could find any silver salmon.
Tom got there first and Shan was close behind. Shan didn’t want to crowd Tom so began
fishing about a hundred yards downstream.
Rick arrived next and since Tom was getting some strikes, he plopped in
about 50 feet below Tom and started casting.
Rob was the last to arrive and seeing that both Tom and Rick were
getting strikes, he plopped himself into the stream between them. Shan later remarked, “I didn’t want to
crowd him, but I see that with the Merrill boys, it’s more about catching fish
together than much else.”
Shan had the most success, landing two silvers. After bonking them and putting them on the
rocks up on the riverbank, he continued fishing. He had some difficulty trying to determine
where he had been standing—it seemed deeper and the landmarks weren’t quite
right. After a little more casting he
looked back to the shore to get his bearings just in time to see salmon number
two slipping into the water and floating away from the rocks. Seems the Merrill Boys forgot to tell him the
little detail about the tide coming in really fast—about a three-foot rise in a
half hour. That would explain why the
landmarks didn’t seem right when he waded out to resume fishing. He quickly
retrieved the floating salmon but the other, sadly, was nowhere to be found.
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| Rob's first silver salmon |
Rob found one silver as he cast from the dock as the river
rose. Two (net) fish before dinner—a
good start to our trip. Dinner was great
but the rain was pounding and the tide was way too high to wade and fish so our
pre-dinner casts were all we got on Labor Day.
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