A late June/early July fly-out for sockeye at Wolverine Creek has never been my favorite trip, after all, most of the salmon are bunched up in one large school at the head of a creek just milling around prior to entering this small freshet with numerous boats anchored around them. Somewhere deep inside, I have a bit of trouble with the thought of “lining” fish that won’t strike–snagging is such and ugly word! Plus, I always believed that a fly-out trip should put you somewhere alone with nary another angler, and the Wolverine Creek fishery (due to a short, affordable flight) does not provide that solitary experience.
But last night, after receiving a phone call from the Des Moines, Iowa group I had just sent over there, I realized several things as they ranted and raved about the float plane ride, scenery, the bears they saw and of course the spunky and yummy sockeye they had caught. I live here, I’m spoiled and the beautiful salmon, wild bears, snow capped cliffs and ancient glaciers just can not be found in the mid-west! I guess sometimes us Alaskans have to be reminded how spoiled we really are!