July 30... second to the last day of king fishing.... and time for an exchange of combatants.
CanyonMan and Parker fished their final morning bite. Stayed close to camp as they would have to quit after the morning action. Kinda slow for us.... 5 rods for 3.5 hours and went 1 for 2 at Stewart's Run across from camp. Another chrome 32# hen falls for CanyonMan.
Headed in for a hearty breakfast, a little sockeye snaggin' and a bit of trout fishing . While "some" of us were fishing legitimately for double digit rainbows that were NOT meant to be, others opted to flip-N-rip for their trophies.
By noon, it was time to head out with a new crew sans CanyonMan and Parquito.
We would be joined by the Great Charholio, the only resident Alaskan brave enough to climb aboard with Team KeenEye
this year. Charholio is a Kenai veteran... superb technique, gear savvy, and generally a very fishy guy. Had no problem putting the dude on the fish, but keeping them on proved to be a bit more challenging. To his credit, I could see nothing wrong with what he was doing other than being cursed with a hearty helping of Murphy's finest. Here he is with one he was able to beach in tidewater. Not the prettiest fish, but definitely a worthy adversary.
"Let every angler who loves to fish think what it would mean to him to find the fish were gone." (Zane Grey)
"If you don't kill them, they will spawn." (Carcassman) The Keen Eye MD
Long Live the Kings!