Ten days have passed since I arrived in King Salmon, Alaska. It feels
like a month. With black Sharpie I gleefully cross off to do items then
use a ballpoint pen to add three more. I’ve gone through three yellow
pad sheets chock-full of to dos crossed out in black.
And so another sportfishing season in Bristol Bay begins. I ran into
a commercial fisherman last night during my first trip to the King Ko
bar and it sounds like those folks are on the same page: to-do-lists
becoming more frantic as the impending opening creeps closer. Now is
the time to make things happen before all we can do is wake up and fish.
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