Watch a native Alaskan fish for a while and he’ll offer you some salmon to take with you. Worked for us on the Chilkat outside of Haines a couple of days ago.
Other than that, I have no idea. The boys still want to fish at every opportunity, but they can sense my patience is wearing thin. Today’s attempt, at Ohner Creek on Mitkof Island (even with the full benefit of local insider’s knowledge), was the most demoralizing yet—and try as I might I’m afraid my own frustration is starting to color their experience. I’m hopelessly out of my league and feel like a bad dad. It’s like I’m trying to teach them to drive a manual transmission but don’t know enough to tell them to release the emergency break.
Tomorrow we move on to Wrangell for a couple of days—it’s time to hire a fishing guide to do some damage control before I ruin fishing forever.