He comes for the fish. I come for the food. No, not the food, the nourishment. The dinners are excellent. Derek crafts wonderful menus. He's a chef, not a cook, as Mom would say. Yes, I come to be spoiled.
Our adventure began as our floatplane soared into the wilderness, passing over remote homesteads dotting the tundra. Soon the floats settle into the chocolate Yetna. At the lodge we exchanged hugs with old friends: Derek, Jason, Noah (the heart of the enterprise). We met new staff. “What can I get you? Is there anything you need?” Drinks appear, food is served, the everyday worries dim as we settled in.
Yesterday we arose early and Cody, our attentive young guide, escorted us to Lake Creek—crystal waters tumbling swiftly over smooth stones. We tossed colorful yarn and shining beads into the pools. Cody patiently replaced numerous rigs lost to greedy trees. After a day on the river we returned to our cabin. Refreshed by a warm shower, we wander to the lodge. There we dined, swapped tails, and toasted our successes over bottomless glasses of wine and beer.
Tomorrow we will trek back to the river. Stunning views and local wildlife are guaranteed. Hopefully one or two salmon will interrupt our musings. But, if not, we will not care.More
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