I promise this is the last of my Alaska posts, but I saved the best for last, the King Salmon that we caught. I had no idea what to expect, all Mike kept saying is that they were hard to catch and that they were close to double the size of the silvers last year, I WAS EXCITED!! The first couple of days I didn't even hook one, let alone land one. I was getting discouraged but no one else was catching either so I kept my head high. And now the stories begin...............
I FINALLY hooked into one the night of the camp trip but I chased the darn thing a freaking mile (exaggeration maybe a little) down the river, running on rocks and risking my life (haha) just to have the fish break the line. Leslie was so nice as to take this picture as I was walking back winded and sweating!!! GROSS I KNOW, but atleast
you can see the dedication I had :)
MY VERY FIRST KING SALMON, 24 Lbs
Right after the tremendous fight with the first King I hooked into and lost I hooked into this one about 20 minutes later and landed the sucker!!! How excited I was because I almost lost it, and Mike even ended up diving onto and straddling the fish so it didn't get away. AMEN!!!
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This was the first fish caught between all the girls and as you can tell we were having fun with him. We even named him Stanley haha, thanks Tahsh :)
FISH #2 (nameless)
He weighed close to twenty pounds.
This night was one of the best fishing nights we had. Everyone that went had hooks in and almost everyone landed one. Donna's was the biggest fish caught that night, but all were really nice fish.
GIRL POWER!!! We had too much fun up there.
FISH #3 (Slammer)
He weighed in at 27 Lbs and boy did I feel that when Mike and I were trying to land him. I got to say though fighting these fish made the experience that more worth while. It was a challenge and I loved every second of it.
Carol caught a fatty too!!! We had alot of fun and turned out to be the only two to catch one that morning.
Mike's Fish
FINALLY!!! The last night of fishing Mike caught a King. I was so SO happy for him because I had started feeling so bad that he didn't get to fish much because of me and all the girlies he was helping. Once again I have to say what A TROOPER he is. And what a sweetheart as well cause I don't know many men as selfless as this one. He is always putting himself out just to make sure others are having a good time. I feel like the luckiest girl to have one hell of a man to take care of me. He means the world to me.