Alaska: Fishing the Russian River

You can’t visit Alaska without fishing—at least that’s what everyone says. Thankfully, we had the chance to experience this quintessential Alaskan activity thanks to our generous friends, who had booked campsites at the Russian River months in advance. They invited us to join them for a few nights, and we happily took them up on the offer.

Join us as we recount our adventures, share practical tips, and reveal must-know insights from our fishing trip to the stunning Russian River in The Last Frontier!

The Drive: From Eagle River to the Russian River

The drive from Eagle River to the Russian River was nothing short of breathtaking. We passed through Turnagain Arm where strong winds stirred the water, allowing us to watch windsurfers gliding across the waves. 

But A word of caution if you’re in the area: beware of the mudflats. 

They act like quicksand and can be extremely dangerous. Thankfully, a friend warned us about this, or we might have unknowingly ventured into trouble.

As we continued, the scenic Kenai River came into view, its turquoise waters shimmering from glacial silt.

Once we arrived at the Russian River, we walked down to the confluence where the clear waters of the Russian River meet the blue Kenai River.

It was a mesmerizing sight, made even more exciting by spotting a black bear and seagulls feasting on salmon carcasses nearby.

Fishing & Flies: Hands on Learning

One of my kids’ favorite activities was learning how to tie flies. Our friend Mike, an excellent teacher, patiently guided the kids as they spent hours crafting their own. 

Even I joined in, and now I’m tempted to incorporate fly tying into our art curriculum this year.

When it was time to fish, we suited up in waders and boots, grabbed our rods, and hiked down to the river. 

The cold didn’t stop my kids from diving in (sometimes literally) to catch red salmon. Each of them fell into the river at least once, but they all managed to reel in a fish!

I, on the other hand, opted to stay dry onshore. Watching them fish and laugh made the cold day worthwhile. 

We even had an unforgettable wildlife encounter when a black bear wandered close to the river to snag a salmon carcass. My son, who was nearest, calmly followed Mike’s training by backing away slowly while the rest of us yelled to scare off the bear. I couldn’t have been prouder of how he handled the moment.

Mike’s guidance throughout the day was nothing short of remarkable. His passion, expertise, and patience made the entire experience a joy. Honestly, I think he could start a guiding service. 

We ended the day with a campfire meal of freshly caught salmon, cooked in foil. 

There’s something deeply satisfying about catching, preparing, and enjoying a meal together in the great outdoors.

Food, Fellowship, and a French Perspective

• Sharing meals like this reminds me of the beauty of fellowship. It brought to mind something fascinating about French food culture: meals are not rushed. 

• The French often spend two hours eating, savoring each bite and the company of others. They view food as an experience, not just sustenance.

• This contrasts sharply with the fast-paced nature of American meals, where food is often consumed in isolation or rushed between obligations. 

• Even family dinners, once a sacred tradition, are now frequently disrupted by long work hours, extracurricular activities, and digital distractions.

• While it’s challenging in today’s busy world, I believe it’s worth the effort to reclaim the tradition of eating together. 

• Meal times provide opportunities for connection, celebration, and gratitude—something God intended us to experience (Acts 2:46, NIV). 

• After all, the Bible often mentions food in the context of fellowship, from the parable of the prodigal son to Jesus breaking bread with His disciples.

Overall Experience

Our time at the Russian River may have been short, but it was rich in memories. My son declared it his favorite part of Alaska, and I couldn’t agree more. 

From the thrill of fishing to the shared meals and laughter around the campfire, it was an experience that nourished both body and soul.

I praise God for the blessings of food, fellowship, and the beauty of His creation. In a world where it’s easy to rush past life’s simple joys, I’m reminded to slow down and savor moments like these.

Acts 2:46

“They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts”

Reflection

I pray that God helps us slow down, brings us friends to share meals with, and reminds us to give thanks for His abundant provision. May we also remember those who are hungry—both physically and spiritually—and seek ways to be His hands and feet in their lives.

• What are your thoughts on the role of food in fellowship? Do you have tips for bringing back the tradition of family meals? I’d love to hear from you in the comments below!

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