Yet here it is, a sprawling wilderness brimming with bears and salmon, unspoiled by the hands of man. My forearm shaking from a 20-minute fight, I’m enthralled and mildly disoriented: This place was my personal Atlantis, a mythical spot I never expected to find. Only three days into a 10-day float from the ************* Range to ************, a hardscrabble village chiseled into the permafrost along the ********** coast of Alaska, almost every fish outstrips a fantasy I’d nurtured for 30 years. And they certainly weren’t as powerful as the hefty slab of king salmon that’s just now bending my fly rod at an alarming angle toward the opposite bank. They measured 12 inches, maybe 14, about the length of my wading boot, but not 20, the size of the rainbow I’d hooked as we careened through the whitewater of the ************* River’s ********** Falls, or 22, the size of the Arctic char James had coaxed from a deep pool just below. Join our editor-in-chief for the ultimate float-and-fish adventure.Įven in my wildest daydreams, the fish weren’t this big. Relentlessly resculpting an ancient path carved through tundra and boreal forest, it courses 100 miles to the ******* Sea, providing habitat for mink, otter, eagles, and–in summer–untold thousands of spawning salmon and the giant rainbows that gorge on their eggs. March 2010 alaska dorn fish story 5 445×260ĭeep in the mountains of *****st Alaska, the *********** River tumbles from a windswept lake frequented by caribou, grizzly, and the occasional wolf pack. March 2010 alaska dorn fish story 4 445×260 March 2010 alaska dorn fish story 2 445×260Įditor-in-Chiefl Jonathan Dorn with one of his many catches. Sweeper-shielded cut banks provide excellent cover. Heading out the door? Read this article on the new Outside+ app available now on iOS devices for members!
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