Not such a bad day on the Newhalen River. Reds were so thick you could practically walk across them. I read an article years ago that claimed more reds move up the Newhalen in a single day at the peak of the run than hit the Russian in an entire year. Given what I saw today, I believe it.
It was the first time I had fished there in nearly 10 years, and what a day it was! Even better, my wife and mother both completely out-fished me for the first time. I love it!