We woke up around six and drove about two hours to a town named Sterling, where we met up with a couple and their three kids (friends of my host mom) to take a spin in their boat around the Kenai River and do some fishing for that good stuff — the fresh sockeye salmon.
We all packed on layers and layers of clothes because it can get cold in the river and most people (like we did) actually stand out in there in the river and fish, rather than just cast a line out from the boat.
Unfortunately, no one in our group was able to catch any fish, but there were many people fishing in our area that were successful.

Hundreds of people actually live right on the edge of the Kenai River and have prime fishing spots. If you look closely, you can see two men standing out in the water in front of their homes.

Many people just bring their boats out, tie it up to a tree or something stable, and walk out into the water.


There were hundreds of sea birds out to greet us on the cloudy afternoon.

All bundled up. I felt like I was about to go skiing…
Note to Mom and all other concerned parent figures in my life: This was a floater jacket, which triples as a life jacket, warm coat and raincoat.

I was trying… hard. ha ha.

You like those glasses? The family loaned me those to protect my eyes from hooks that sometimes were flying through the air. I was told that people have been known to lose their eyes from hook accidents. I have to make it back to KC and NC with my eyeballs intact.

‘A’ for effort.

Here’s my host mom, Pam, doin’ her thing. She’s a tough cookie. She drove back to the Kenai River a few hours after dropping me off in Anchorage and is fishing out there today for king salmon. They started at 5 a.m.

I had to get a picture of this. This duck probably had close to 30 offspring trailing her. Whew. That’s a strong female right there. 30 kids!?!
After a couple of hours, it started raining.. and pouring.. It rained like I’d never seen it rain before. We were freezing cold and wet. Lots of ’true Alaskans’ stuck it out and kept fishing as if it was 75 degrees and sunny. After a while of braving the weather and seeing that it wasn’t going to clear up anytime soon, we decided to call it a day.