It’s Saturday the 20th and my friend, father and I have just arrived at a river on the kodiak road system. It is alive with fish eveywhere. To put the sight in persective there are about 15 thousand 3 to 8 pound humpies and 2 thousand 10 to 30 pound chum salmon every mile. Truly a site to behold. However those fish are not our target, we are after dolly varden which come up this river to feed on eggs and flesh and then spawn before heading back to another river to winter.We walk up the river to a good riffle while always talking and looking out for bears which frequent the area. My friend puts on an alevin and cast under some overhangin alders in the riffle and strips it in fast while seeing a wake tear after is fly until is line goes tight. Fish On He says while i am still tying on a fly. The fish is a nice one and fights well on his 5 weight. After about 4 minutes he lands the 22 inch male thats a fat 4 pounds and is in spawning colors that makes it look like a brook trout. Me and my father head to a deep pool. At the tail out i spot lots of humpies and a few big dollies. I have on a painted pegged bead and cast 15 feet above the fish and watch with anticipation as it tumbles toward the dolly. The fish turns his head and i see the bead dissapear. I set the hook and the fish immediately jumps showing its chrome sides indicating it hasn’t been in the river too long. Another nice fish, probably around 5 pounds. My dad soon lands a couple of 16 inchers on a sculpin pattern of mine. I soon realize it will be a fish filled day and a the end it was. We caught over 100 fish in 4 hours between the 3 of us with around 10 of the fish being over 4 pounds and every one 16 inches and over. Add to the fact we never saw another person just ducks, fish and deer it was a day that makes you feel lucky to live here.