This is a story about a dipnetting trip in Kenai, Alaska. It was the first time I’d ever gone dipnetting so I took tons of pictures. Go ahead and click on any picture if you want to see a larger version of it. All right, lets go…
Duct Tape And Giant Nets
Alaska dipnetting is something that’s only open to local residents at a certain part of the year. It’s a huge deal for some families because they can stock up on fish for the whole winter. Most camp on the beach…
About a bazillion (rough estimate) people are crowded onto the beach. Many are just spectators, families of the people out in the water.
A lot of people use four wheelers ’cause it’s a pain to haul everything to and from camp across the sandy ground.
When you get a fish you twist the pole and drag it back to shore where the it’s promptly bonked on the head…
…untangled from the net…
…and taken to the nearest cooler.
Somebody drug a sled with a dead bloody fish right in front of us and just abandoned it there. So I had a bloody fish eyeballing me the whole time. o_0
This was the view from my spot on the beach (minus the bloody fish head). Click the picture to see a much better version of this.
There were people going around inviting others to come and get ‘free’ hot dogs and sodas at a tent down the beach at a certain time. Turns out that it was a religious service, no such thing as a free lunch I guess lol. I assumed the people were from this beautifully placed church that was perched over the area.
This is the point that a camera that I’d had for years and years started to die. It had survived all kinds of abuse all the while taking great photos and videos but it finally said enough was enough after being subjected to the mix of cold, sand, water, and wind. RIP.
Knocking Out Fish
The girl in the yellow life vest’s name is Fallon and she was with our group. She’s very much a person that cares for animals so I was wondering how she’d react to the whole fish bonking thing.
Not squeamish at all, who knew?
Brenda (middle with the brown hat) braved the icy water in jeans and a sweatshirt.
We’d just randomly yell out her name and she’d be like ‘Wtf?’
‘Oh it’s you bastards again!’
This was Fallon and her mother’s first dipnetting trip.
…and she wanted to help her mother.
This is what she had been practicing for the whole time.
Tents And Bathrooms Try To Take Flight (The End)
This guy (can’t remember his name for the life of me) was from our group, this was his first dipnetting trip too.
So the last day of the trip it got very windy out. This is a bathroom tent (yes they do sell those apparently) in a neighboring camp twisting in the wind. Literally a shit storm waiting to happen.
Some people are hardcore and can make homemade apple pies in cast iron pans…over a campfire…on the beach…at the last minute.
It was good, we happily ate it while waiting for our stuff to be hauled back to our cars.
Packing up one of the last loads. I had a great time but by the end of the trip the drizzly cold conditions had wore me down. I looked forward to getting back home to Anchorage and spending some quality time sipping hot cocoa in a cozy warm bed.