After judging in the E.T. Barnett beer competition, before pointing my bike back toward Chicagoland, I would ride around seeing the sights and stop to visit friends. One of those friends is Tom, the owner of Uncle Tom's Tavern in Chitna. (
http://uncletomstavern.com/ )
One day I was sitting there enjoying a tasty beverage and this lady came in seeking some help. Her fish trap got jammed up with some debris and she could not get it to spin. I offered my services and we took off a couple miles east to the Copper River.
Her trap was indeed stuck...
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(looking South)
...and was in a prime space among the others
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(looking North)
This was around the first week of August and while the run was not strong, folks were still collecting fish. If an Alaskan resident qualifies, (income level a key) they can get a permit to trap up to 500 salmon a year. I was talking to the local National Park ranger, (who himself had a permit & trap) who told me that he has never heard of anybody from the State coming by to do a count. He also told me he couldn't wait for it to get cold so he could stop buying propane to power his chest freezer.
For those wondering, the salmon swin upriver into the traps basket. The basket spins around like a ferris wheel and drops the fish into a holding area.
A branch was stuck in the works and after a bit of swinging an axe, I got it free...
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The nice lady was happy and offered me a couple of fish from the holding area.
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I grabbed some nice ones and brought them back to Uncle Tom's. After a bit of cleaning..
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...I tossed the fillets (with just a bit of oil and salt & pepper) onto Tom's gas grill. I brought the cooked Copper River salmon into the bar for all to enjoy. (Heck, there was a lot of fish and I was tent camping) While I was thanked, nobody was all that excited. I then realized these folks were all locals who eat this fish several times a week. Every week.
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I cooked it right and it's hard to screw up fresh caught fish. It tasted pretty darn good. Not the best salmon I've had though. I was staying at and visiting my friends at the Homer Brewery. (
http://www.homerbrew.com/beers.html# ) A commercial fisherman gifted them one of the kings he had netted that morning in Kachemak Bay. Simply prepared in a frying pan with olive oil and a bit of garlic...Fantastic.
Hope you all enjoyed my story....
Ron