With an up and down fall salmon run, I was really happy how the season ended.
I spent the final day with my college roommate and his friend swapping stories. The bonus was they caught their limit of silver salmon.
I would describe the trip as the Kenai River version of a walk-off home run.
Without further ado, it’s time for the last weekly fishing report of 2024.
The fishing week began the same way last week ended…..Martin catching the first silver salmon of the day. He did that three days in a row. Martin will be back next July with Chris and Jake and my bet is he’ll be the first one to catch a fish again.
It wasn’t the only silver salmon of the day. Chris caught the next one and unfortunately the last one. We had to end the trip a few hours early because of near gale force winds. Sorry, Jake, I know you wanted to catch a fish as much as I did. However, safety was more important than catching one more.
Wednesday was my last guided trip on the river. My college buddy, Don, started the morning out with a nice silver salmon. A perfect sized fish for an evening dinner.
Not much later, he caught his second one. We spent the next couple of hours without a bite and decided it was time for a hot lunch at Louie’s Restaurant.
It’s been a crazy coincidence this year that when a lunch break is taken at Louie’s the fishing improves. Dave is proof of the “Louie Luck”. He didn’t have a bite in the morning, then after a a couple of hour break, he gets his limit. What a great way to end my guiding season.

With river fishing in the rear view, on Thursday we headed down to Homer to fish halibut with Boo. The ocean was too rough to venture out to the halibut grounds so we stayed closer to port and trolled for king salmon.
It was a good call.
No one got seasick and we were able to find 6 hungry king salmon.
A Homer Bob Ross moment…
It’s time.
The leaves have changed color, many have fallen, and the morning temperatures have been below freezing. With no more guests, Jane and I have begun the process of winterizing the cabins and boats.
It’s always bittersweet.