This Saturday I went with three coworkers south two hours onto the famous Kenai Peninsula to fish the equally famous Russian River. People come from all over the world to 'combat' fish on the banks of this freezing cold river. Literally hundreds of fishermen flip their lines hoping to snag a Red Salmon. Our trip proved to be of bad timing- none of us even had a bite. hahah. But I felt less worse when I noticed that no one else on the river had any luck either. Sometimes you just miss the run! The experience was still amazing. It's such a huge event to be fishing here. On our way out we saw a big group of people who were about to start a wedding right on the bank of the river! That kind of speaks to the importance of what goes on at the Russian.
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