This is my very first salmon and if I do say myself, QUITE A BEAUTY.
Also, can we talk about how hot I look in fishing waders?
Please control yourselves, I know it's hard when I'm looking so FINE.
Yesterday's fishing trip was a ton of fun. Adam and I got off work, jumped in the car and about an hour and a half later we were standing in the Russian River trying our hand at a little salmon fishing.
I have been fishing most all my life, and until I went salmon fishing I never realized the sport could feel, well, like an actual SPORT. You're standing there in the river and you can actually see HUNDREDS of salmon just swimming by you. HUNDREDS. There are people above you in the river and below you and I swear every 15 minutes someone is hollering that they've got another one. And when you get one yourself? OH BOY hold on.
We had some issues of course, because, well we're Adam and Ashley and when does our first try at anything go smoothly?
Turned out we forgot our fishing net. Which makes things very very tricky.
Imagine standing in rushing water on slippery rocks and hooking something that is going to do everything in its power to get the fuck away from you. Now try to walk backwards through the river, don't fall by the way, while also trying to keep this monster from freaking out and running up or down the river and breaking your line.
I had this one HUGE fish on and I'd gotten him (for some reason fish are always boys in my head) almost into Adam's hands and then suddenly the line broke. So what does Adam do since he doesn't have a net? JUMPS ON THE FISH.
Which of course doesn't work. Have you ever touched a fish? Those bitches are slimy.
As it went through my legs I also tried to nab it which only soaked my shirt and made us further look like incompetent fools, but damn it I wanted that fish!
All in all we learned a lot. What to use, what to bring with us, how to catch the buggers. I was surprised as well how my idea of fishing seems to have shifted. As we stood in our kitchen at 1am cutting up our salmon and placing the perfectly red steaks in vacuum sealed bags I had so much respect for this animal that gave its life to me. Watching all these salmon run up the river was truly amazing. They have lived in the ocean for most of their lives, and instinctively they suddenly realize it is time to return to their birthplace, swimming up stream against currents, bears, damns, and fishermen to breed and die.
An absolutely remarkable animal. I don't think I'll look at salmon on a menu or in the grocery store the same ever again.
So all in all it was an amazing day. We wrapped up around 9:30pm, the sun was still shinning bright on the longest day of the year and we had a beautiful salmon in our cooler. It's a shame we only got the one this time, but don't you worry, we'll be back.
Next time, with a net.