The “event” of dipnetting red salmon on the Copper river lies somewhere between a ritual, subsistence, and a testosterone surge. I’m among those that look forward to this annual event, both for the wonderful harvest of the silvery fish as well as the intrigue of adventuring along the shores of the mighty Copper river. I just returned with my limit of 15 fish for the year, and I was gifted with some fine weather–to quote on of the ADF&G biologist in Chitina “it was one of the 7 nice days of the summer!” I’ll be writing more about this in an upcoming post.