Last weekend I headed down to Kenai with Don to collect me annual salmon stock with the dip net.  Unfortunately the fish, wild crowds (pictured above) and waves were less then cooperative and I only came home with five fish.   Luckily my disappointment with the lack of fish was cushioned by the most luxurious dip netting accommodations I’ve yet to experience out at Don’s friend Rodger’s compound in North Kenai.  So instead of  brooding on the beach in the rain we lounged in leather recliners eating moose jerky and watching Cops, which kind of evened things out.  Anyway, I’ll be going back for more fish, next time too Kasilof, and I’m  hoping it will be more successful.