Once upon a time there was a man named Ken. Ken was a smart man. He lived in a beautifully frigid place called Alaska during the summer and in a hot mess called Atlanta during the winter.
Ken met a boy at work named John and invited him to Alaska to go fishing. He told many tales of bears and whales, crabs and fish. Not to mention the heaven on earth scenery that surrounds his little cabin on a piece of land called Admiralty Island.
This boy, John, invited two of his friends to join him on this exciting excursion to the Alaskan outback for some "real" fishing. Todd and Tim jumped on board and the three of them took off early one Friday morning. After stopping in Cincinnati and Seattle, the men (and I use that term loosely) finally landed in Juneau, Alaska where it was only 54 degrees and rainy. Fortunately for the boy named John who is fearful of roller coasters and little planes and scary movies and ..., they had to take the hour long boat ride to the island instead of the floater plane which only takes 15-20 minutes.
Let the fishing begin! They fished and fished and fished and caught an octupus. This ended up being a blessing in disguise because octupus is the ideal bait for an ugly yet yummy fish called hallibut. The next day they couldn't get the fish on the boat fast enough! It was a clear day, 65 degrees and not another boat in sight. Just a bunch of whales breeching and feeding along with good company on the boat.
Once it was time to head back into the "big city" of Juneau, one of the "men" suggested they go see the glacier. Why do it the way normal tourists do it when you have free access to a floater plane? Yes, Johnny Boy got strapped in and even sat in the front seat for a bird's eye view of something you don't get to see everyday.
Everyone made it home safely and soundly and lived happily ever after with about 100 pounds of fish in our freezer.
The most handsome fisherman in Alaska
Tim, John, Todd
A look of excitement or fear?
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