Showing posts with label Alaskan salmon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alaskan salmon. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Thursday, August 8, 2013
The Bristol Bay Report
At last! Photo highlights from my Bristol Bay season aboard the f/v Fischer. The last you heard from me I was heading west to gillnet Bristol Bay back in June. Admittedly, I know there has been radio silence from me for some time, my apologies. I've been back from the Bay for a few weeks now but was off on my next venture already, without time to write or internet connection. I have been gearing up to write a post but dragging my anchor on it. However, today I ran into my buddy Dan at Costco and he guilted me into submission and told me I need to update my blog. So here ya go, the Bristol Bay report.
I had a good season. We fished Naknek and Egegik. The weather was (mostly) nice, the crew was (mostly) nice, (OK, that's a lie, but I'm trying to be nice, more scuttlebutt on that later), the skipper had his shit together, and though there weren't a ton of fish around, we managed to scrape up a few. The price had jumped from $1.00 a pound last year to $1.50 a pound, so that helped. Shoots, last time I fished out there, back in 2006, it was .70 cents a pound, so I can't complain. Really, I can't complain, I signed a waiver. Haha, just kidding. Actually, there wasn't much to complain about, I had a blast out there! We'll, I can find a few things to complain about, but I'll have to fill you in bit by bit, otherwise, we'll be swamped. So I'll start by showing you the boat I was on and introducing you to most of the crew. Without further ado, the f/v Fischer.
| f/v Fischer, just slightly out of the channel |
As you can see here, going dry is a common occurrence out in the Bay, too. We were running in after an opener and missed the channel, just slightly, by about 20 feet. Skipper said he knew it was around here somewhere. So close.... It was blowing about 40 out and kind of lumpy, so being on solid ground was a nice treat. Until we had some mending to do. Dry or not, mending gear in a gale is no fun. But, I digress. Enjoy the photos and my little video. Its my first attempt at downloading a vid, I hope it works.
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| Fischer, who the boat is named after |
| Fischer and his dad, Kelly, the skipper |
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| myself and Sean, the other deckhand |
This is the first of my Bay report. More to dribble in soon. Until then, go slime a salmon!
Friday, September 7, 2012
An ass kickin’ silver season
Which has really been more of just an ass kicker, than ass kickin. This past
week especially, when not one but two storm systems swept through Alaska. They gave the seas out west of the Aleutian
chain 70-knot winds and 17’ seas. They
ripped through the Anchorage bowl earlier this week with 100+ MPH winds tearing
out trees, flipping small planes and left 30,000 people without
electricity. Three days later, some 4000 homes are still
without power (http://www.adn.com/2012/09/06/2613732/thousands-still-without-power.html).
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| NOAA's weather graph for 9/4/12 |
By the time these storms got to us on the Central Gulf
Coast, Prince William Sound and the Copper River Flats, it was merely blowing a
steady but relentless 40 knots or so. Of
course, this was Monday and there was a silver opener so guys and gals were out
fishing. Most fishing boats faired
without too much harm, just tales of close calls of sailing down the channel
while picking up the net, catching trees, snagging down and ripping up. Most guys stayed inside the protection of the
barrier islands instead of fishing out in the open ocean where seas were
probably over 10 or 15 feet, at least.
The tenders, on the other hand, don’t have the luxury of
staying inside. Their deep drafts prevent
them from running all the way to the east end of the fishing grounds inside so
they are forced out into the open ocean.
Also, once they have fish on board, they are pretty much committed to
getting those fish back to town. So,
come hell or high water, or both at the same time, they usually go.
| Tender Alaskan Pacific |
One tender, the Alaskan Pacific can attest to that. Coming
out of the Bering River, the east end of the fishing grounds, they took a “30
year wave” one that ages you 30 years in an instant. That wave that broke out both front windows
and knocked both guys out of their helm seats.
Their windows must be about 12 feet or so above the water line and they
said two-thirds of this wave completely washed over them. It probably would have flipped a bowpicker
like a toy in the tub. I don’t know what
electronics it knocked out, but I know they were lucky enough that it didn’t
drown the mains so they were able to come in under their own power. A 65 nautical mile run in big seas and 40
knot winds with no front windows. No
thank you! They made it to town all right
patched themselves up with plywood and Plexiglas and went back out, in still
shitty weather, to buy more fish for Thursday’s opener.
Usually, it’s the little bowpickers that get their asses
kicked, this week it was the bigger boats.
| bowpicker |
The Sound Pacer, an 80 foot tender with a green skipper was following
fellow tender Tamar into Soft Tuk on the east end of the Flats this last opener,
a place where this skipper had never been, with this boat anyhow. The boat hadn’t been there either this year
so the GPS didn’t have any current track lines.
These channels change on an annual basis, so there are no current
nautical charts and track lines need to be changed every season.
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| tender Sound Pacer (picture by Chris Salmon) |
After a snotty crossing on the Flats they finally duck into
Soft Tuk, missed the channel and promptly ran aground. They dented in their keel coolers and over
heated an engine while getting pummeled by breakers. Breakers that ripped off their rudder and
caused them to start taking on water.
Hopefully, this all happened to the same engine so at least they would
still have one engine and could limp
off the sand bar when the tide came in.
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| View from Sound Pacer (picture by Chris Salmon) |
Last I heard, which was last night, everyone was OK and the pumps
were able to keep up with the incoming water. They were able to limp in under one engine and were up on the grid last night!
But fishing boats weren’t the only ones getting their asses
handed to them this week. The Chenega,
our 220’ ferry on the Alaska Marine Highway took a pounding last Sunday
crossing Prince William Sound from Whittier to Cordova, with 50 Girl Scouts on
board. Evidently, everyone was seasick
and they didn’t slow down while getting hit with wave after wave. They took such a pounding that structural
damage was caused! As of yesterday,
September 6th, inspections reveals that further welding to the
framing will be required to meet regulatory standards. The vessel has been out of commission all
week and the soonest estimated date of service is Monday, September 10th. We rely on the ferry for transportation of
not only people, but also cargo (such as salmon) in and out of town, produce
and groceries.
You can keep posted on that at https://www.facebook.com/cordovabuzz?ref=ts
Lets just hope next week will bring better luck. And weather.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Boats of the Fleet
| The North line |
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| Tender extraordinaire, Aquanator |
| James Baby on the Exodus |
| Curly and the Savonia |
| Guido on the Night Owl |
| Old WW II powerbarge turned tender the Robert S |
| Peter Pan tender the Victory. Ain't she a beaut? From 1942 |
| Erosion AKA Ketchup |
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| Roulette It's a Russian boat. Get it? |
| Russian Fleet waiting for a turn at the North line |
I'm taking a poll. The past few weeks I've only posted photos and not much story. What do we think? More photos or more writing? Put a comment in box and let me know what you think!
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