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Oops!

I almost forgot one of the more important "chapters" of our trip. Fishing. While we were there, Ryan and Mark went salmon fishing, and then halibut fishing.

Salmon fishing is a lot more fickle than most people would believe. The fish come into the streams in runs. While you can make a pretty good guess about when those runs will be, it is still that, a guess...an estimate. And even when you guess right, there are a bunch of other people with the same idea. It even has a name, "Combat fishing". The fishermen line up along the shore, virtually shoulder to shoulder and have to coordinate their casts. The woman next to Ryan wasn't very "seasoned" and she spent most of the time yanking her lure back out of the water and into Ryan's chest. Oh well, as they say, "A bad day fishing is better than a good day working."


Later in the week, they headed down to Ninilchik for halibut fishing. Isn't this little town so quaint. Although you can't see it clearly from this small picture, there is a Russian Orthodox Church sitting on the hill.

Out in the ocean...before everyone decided that they weren't feeling so good.... This is why I don't go halibut fishing (once was enough, thank you).

Mount Redoubt.

Dry land! And lots of fish!