I still have a yet unused dipnetting permit for the Copper River here in Alaska. King Salmon fishing has been canceled for most of where I live in Alaska (Wasilla).

The thought of filling my freezer with Copper River Red Salmon drives me to distraction.

First thing I thought when Palin announced her resignation and went fishing,

Should we all be so lucky to just quit our job on the Friday of a holiday weekend and go fishing =-)

I love fishing on the Long Island Sound. I used to go fluke fishing all the time with my first boyfriend. Fluke are like flounder, only the eyes are either on the same side of their head, or the opposite. I can never remember...all I know is they taste delicious after a long day out on the Sound.

Now, I was spoiled when he took me out on the party boats, because all the deck hands out in Montauk are nice to the ladies and they help you prepare the hook.

When I moved to California I got a job with Fenwick, the fishing rod folks that were bought out by Berkeley, and I went out on a party boat with some of my coworkers who were really serious fishermen, and no one was willing to help me bait my hook, so I had to do it on my own, all squeamish and stuff. What a jerk I must've looked to them all, LOL. Anyway, I got the hang of it eventually.

I love a day out fishing. Being on the water is so relaxing and refreshing all at once.

Thanks for taking me back there, Red.

Sometimes I don't think I really want any fish bothering me when I'm fishing...

Thank you for your post--it brought back a lot of memories.

Fishing has always been a big part of my life. As a youngster, growing up on the shores of Lake Ontario, fishing was something we always did. It was fun and enjoyable. I spent a big part of my summers at my favorite Aunt's cottage on Long Point-the peninsula jutting out on Lake Erie. There were a bunch of kids and some who lived there year around who had their own boats. We would fish,swim and have all kinds of fun. I especially liked it when we would play hide and seek in the boats among the many channels leading to the open lake. We were out all day and well into the evening and sometimes even in the dark. The sounds of all the big ole bullfrogs was an added bonus.

We had no weatherman and used nature as our barometer. Prior to rain, the lily pads would come up out of the water about 4-6 inches. We also kept an eye on the Poplar, Willow and Linden trees to see if their leaves had turned upside down-an indication of approaching rain. We didn't have many wants or needs during those days. We just kept busy and had lots of fun.

Now I am content just being out in the boat-sitting in the sun reading and doing Sudoku puzzles and manning the camera in the event Sleepin catches the big one (Musky).