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<blockquote data-quote="Rosebud" data-source="post: 2818228" data-attributes="member: 118066"><p>I was there in 1975/76 he was there from78 till 91 or so. I had girlfriends VW beetle and looked for streams on the map in 100 mile range from Anchorage. I fished nearly every day in summer of 75. That's the year I got out of the Air Force. I was near willow when the bear watched me run by. The creek was called fish creek! I just knew it was going to be good with a name like that. We always quit fishing about10 PM, we called that the hour of the bear. They pored out of the brush. Creek was theirs then. A little side note. Snagging was legal then. On fish creek I was about mile to mile and a half from the salt water. Fish and game people had set up a fish trap and was tagging salmon. They had bright orange and green tags on dorsal fins. Very easy to see. I was using light weight spinning rig with eight pound line using a mepps spinner. Took my pliers and broke the blade off , I now had a weighted treble hook. That's why I was chasing ten and twelve pound salmon up the creek. Man I can still remember running and splashing across that creek after them, not a care in the world.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rosebud, post: 2818228, member: 118066"] I was there in 1975/76 he was there from78 till 91 or so. I had girlfriends VW beetle and looked for streams on the map in 100 mile range from Anchorage. I fished nearly every day in summer of 75. That's the year I got out of the Air Force. I was near willow when the bear watched me run by. The creek was called fish creek! I just knew it was going to be good with a name like that. We always quit fishing about10 PM, we called that the hour of the bear. They pored out of the brush. Creek was theirs then. A little side note. Snagging was legal then. On fish creek I was about mile to mile and a half from the salt water. Fish and game people had set up a fish trap and was tagging salmon. They had bright orange and green tags on dorsal fins. Very easy to see. I was using light weight spinning rig with eight pound line using a mepps spinner. Took my pliers and broke the blade off , I now had a weighted treble hook. That's why I was chasing ten and twelve pound salmon up the creek. Man I can still remember running and splashing across that creek after them, not a care in the world. [/QUOTE]
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