Alaska fly fishing final days are bittersweet.
The atmosphere is changing. The sun is low in the sky, casting golden light. The days are shortening. The air is chilling. Leaves are falling. Swans are trumpeting, Wolves are howling. Moose are sparing. The views are achingly beautiful. The longing to reunite with family and friends is a constant ache. The body is tiring…
and some of the best fishing of the year is happening.
The trout are as fat and feisty as they can get.
The final mornings are frosty and full of anticipation.
The sunrise is a welcome promise of warmth.
The rainbows are spectacular.
The camaraderie on the river is like nowhere else.
A fine cigar is a treat.
Fat chrome silver salmon are a gift.
Fresh Salmon Sashimi with a side of Bluefin Tuna caps off an incredible Alaska fly fishing final day.
On final days mornings, when I roll out and its dark and cold and raining or snowing, I feel like that Dunkin Donuts guy from the 1984 commercial. Time to make the donuts.
But soon, I’m back on the oars; going with the flow and in my rightful place, sharing the joy of spectacular fall Alaska fly fishing final days.
Snow adds to the magic of final days.
While the river never goes to sleep, the pace is slowing down.
A final late season outing with friends is a testament to why we are here. Fishing in this place is really fun.
The beer stays cold just sitting in the boat.
A fish rolled. Lines were cast. Lines were crossed. A fish took a fly. Then another. It was chaos. There was shouting, There was laughter. There were gyrations by anglers and fish. You had to be there.
A final hour of swinging before sunset yields one more powerful rainbow.
You only have one chance to make a first presentation on your Alaska Fly Fishing Final Day.
It was another fulfilling season…on spectacular waters…shared with exceptional people…creating lifetime memories.