Kodiak : Index
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The Island
The People
The Bear Camp
Isolated Living
The Eagles
The Bears
The Fishing
Interviewing The Crew
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When Jeannie was in grade school, people asked her the question "What do you want to be when you grow up?" She says that question was annoying to her and so she would answer "A Hermit". Little did those folks know that she was right. Jeannie lives on Uganik Bay in remote Kodiak Island, Alaska with no power, no running water and no neighbors aside from the occasional Bears who have discovered her Rasberry Garden. Jeannie was our cook and she didn't mind us poking around her place, so we did the short hike down the coast of the Bay to her place and took some pictures.

I have never seen so many Eagles as I did while on Kodiak Island. The number of Eagles in Alaska are comprable to the number of Turkey Buzzards in Virginia. They are scavengers just the same. You could look up and see 10 Eagles circling. On one occasion, we came across an Eagle with a broken wing. I could have walked right up to it, but I decided to give him some space. I sneaked around a rock to get as close as possible, but not so to spook him too much and hurt himself even more. Although our guide said that he saw the same eagle defending himself against a bear the previous day.


George says that our week of fishing is the worst week that he's ever had on Kodiak. Since it was my best week of fishing ever, I can't imagine a good week. It rained every day, which made the water a bit murkier than normal. In spite of that, I caught the biggest fish that I've ever caught on a fly rod. Here is a video and some pictures of the fishing.



The View From the Bay.

We met some very interesting people during our trip.
Isaac is an enforcement officer that works for the State of Alaska. He was in the area patrolling the status of guiding on the river and checking out various camps set up on the river to ensure compliance with the law. He flew in to Mush Lake, set up camp and we met him as he was just heading down the river in his 5 lb inflatable raft (which was the envy our our guide Sam). He made it down to the lake around 7pm, just when the rain started and it was starting to get dark. We were thinking of him as we got back to our propane heated cabins and Sam went out to look for him, but by the time he made it up to the mouth of the river, Isaac was gone. We saw him the next day again, so apparently he somehow found bear trails to hike back up the river to his camp several miles up the river.
I think the story may have even started on the east coast and ended in Alaska...although it's been many years since I read the book. Such may be my fate as I leave on Sunday to fish for Salmon in Kodiak, Alaska. I am about to embark on this fishing trip to Kodiak with my dad, uncle, and some close family and friends. It should be a very unique experience and I will take some pictures and try to keep a daily journal of my travels. Although there won't be internet access where I'm headed...not even electricity. Just us, the salmon, the grizzly bears, and the Alaskan wilderness.