After watching the dipnetters, who I wrote about in my previous post, I was in for another surprise. When I got back to Wayne and Marveen’s home, they wanted to go fishing too. But not at the mouth of the Kenai. Instead they prefer to put their boat in at Eagle Rock, about six miles upstream from the mouth of the Kenai in a straight line. But it’s about twice that distance as the river flows. Even that far from the river’s mouth, the Kenai is huge, far wider than any river in Colorado.
We arrived at the river after 8 p.m., which would have been far too late in Colorado, but the sun was still shining brightly even when we left after 10. While Marveen fished for a few minutes, she didn’t catch anything. That was partly because we spotted seven bald eagles and then several moose and took off after them and the other wildlife so I could take pictures.