we are first in line!).
|First in line!|
|Kodiak Boat Harbor|
|Here comes the Lazy Susan!|
|On our way up|
|Our Buskin Site|
A few were catching salmon and releasing them. Upon closer inspection we saw that they were snagging them so any fish not hooked in the mouth had to be released. As we were standing amongst the fisherman tossing our flies, everyone once in a while one would say “There goes some” or “Here come some”. For the life of us we could not see these fish moving upstream in the rushing water until one guy showed us what to look for. You just look for a discolored “blob” moving slowly up river. They were very hard to see but soon we too were pointing out when fish were moving through.
We did check out the Fish Weir on the Buskin River. This is where they put up a blockade so the fish cannot swim upriver any further. Biologists count the fish several times each day and open the blockade to let the fish through.
|See all the fish?|
Unfortunately you cannot fish within 1/4 mile of either side of the weir!
But to us the most interesting thing about the island was the terrain. We have never seen anything quite like it. Rugged coastlines, rugged mountains, lots of waterfalls, few trees and very green. Very very green, it was almost Tropical Island like.
The one great exception to this came randomly on our last afternoon in town. It was 4th of July and most of the businesses in town were closed. We happened to drive by a place called Pickled Willys where the open sign was illuminated. We pulled in to check it out. We were greeted by the owner Bill Alwert who talked our ears off the better part of an hour. I think we sampled everything he sells in his shop AND gave us a tour of his pickling and smoke shop. We bought some smoked salmon and black cod cheeks. Bill is quite the character and it is definitely worth the stop if you come to the island.
|They have a huge walk in smoker|
|Automated smoke chip system|
|Salmon brining ready for the smoker|
|Bill showing off some of his Black Cod cheeks|
And let’s not forget the geocaching! Over the past winter Barb has been hoarding (aka McCormack’ing) trackables to bring to Alaska and leave up here. What better place to leave a trackable than Kodiak Island?