|A Midnight Sunset, Only In Alaska|
|Alaskan Amber, One Fine Reason Aside From Fish To Visit Alaska|
|Heck, It Is My 40th Birthday Trip, Might As Well Eat Some Good Food Right?|
|Sheefish, The Other Other White Meat...|
After my meal, I decided to catch a cat nap at the hotel before Mikes flight arrived. That was rather wishful thinking as trip adrenaline kicked in and I basically sat there and read about what was to come in the ensuing days. When Mike finally arrived, we headed back to my lunch spot and downed a few more Amber's, choked down some food then headed back to talk shop before getting a full nights sleep. Two more smaller flights were in store in the early hours followed by a rather interesting boat ride so we decided to call it a night early.
|Don't Fall In The Water.....|
The next day we met our two other fishing partners in the airport prior to our departure west. Bert and Cole were two fishing buddies from Texas who had already experienced where we were headed a year prior. They both hinted that Mike and I were in for quite a treat, and after some conversation it was pretty evident that we must be on to something as these two guys had fished all over the place and were coming back for some more; pretty much spoke volumes to Mike and I.
|The Mighty Yukon River|
|A Vast Water Filled Tundra Full Of Surprises.|
Well after a near mutiny of epic proportions by several unhappy customers, many of which had to rifle through their gear bags to grab the essentials, the airline kindly decided to send a freighter shortly after our departure. Thankfully, we all got our gear on time later that day which luckily didn't hamper our time on the water. You see, this was only one leg of two to a remote area of the Yukon drainage; one which entailed a boat ride of over an hour just to get to our houseboat.
|The View From Inside Our Turbo-Prop|
Upon landing in our first village, we were greeted by our host Scott Rowecamp; part owner and head guide for Midnight Sun Trophy Pike Tours. We let Scott know about our luggage, and he quickly put us at ease. All of us had our waders, rods and flies so we were in business; Scott simply set one of the other guides back down the river later that afternoon to retrieve the remainder of our gear as it was only a couple hours behind on a cargo jet. Lucky for us, we were all able to get in a short 3-4 hour warm up on the water that evening, and boy I can tell you the tone was set from that moment forward.
|Some Of The Casualties A Day's Worth Of Pike Fishing Will Supply In Alaska|
On our short "stint" that day, we brought to hand several dozen pike, with our largest at 40 inches on the dot. That was at that time, more pike than I had caught in 3 seasons back home. As the day ended, Mike and I were already shell shocked so to speak at the size and sheer numbers of pike that we tangled with in such a short period of time. What we didn't expect, was what would unfold the rest of the week.
|Guide Brent Perkey Holding My First 40" Pike Of The Trip|
I am not going to sit here and pontificate on every days fishing; to be honest, words cant quite describe accurately what happened, nor would I have the room to unleash the experience fully. The fishing was fantastic, the meals were hearty, the laughs were plentiful (Scott is the equivalent to Robin Williams as your guide) and the wildlife the same. We managed to see moose, fox, bald eagles and osprey on a daily basis. In fact, one night on the shoreline next to the houseboat we witnessed a pair of juvenile fox playing tag, it was quite the treat to say the least.
|From The Interior Of The Houseboat; You Bet Your Ass I Added A Few Casualties And Freshies To The Fly Patches|
Aside from the wildlife, we actually witnessed some unbelievable things from our quarry. On the hottest day of our fishing, I overshot a cast to a pike that was lying within inches of the shoreline. My errant cast landed my fly approximately 18 inches up the bank in a nice patch of sand. What happened next was absolutely insane; that same pike beached itself and ate my fly on the shore. In all my years of fishing I have never witnessed anything of the sort. Scott actually captured the entire sequence on his Gopro camera, and we must've watched a dozen times when we returned to the houseboat that evening from the water. Hope to see that one in of his future video clips for sure, it was unreal to say the least.
|In Case You Didn't Buy That Next Paragraph.|
|Senor Rowecamp, Displaying What 60 Pound Wire Looks Like After Copious Amounts Of Pike|
We caught numbers of pike, large pike and had steady action pretty much the entire time and a very good amount of sight fishing as well. We caught fish on pretty much everything we tied on, but hot colors were shades of white and chartreuse. The Chinese Dragon and Pike Dart slayed some giants and accounted for the bulk of my fish too, so that was rather rewarding as well, and I promise that I'll get that video up soon for the Chinese Dragon now that I am home.
|Even Had Some Epic Topwater Action As Is Evident By The Toothmarks In This Guy|