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Pike Paradise

A Hunt for Monster Yukon River Pike

Story and photo by Marcus Weiner

“On my planet, we have a sun.”

It’s pushing 90 degrees, Alaska is on fire, and we are on a hunt for the monster pike of the Yukon River. With a camp that includes a shower, sleeping tents with cots, generator, dining tent, screened gazebo, and¬†meals like Copper River sockeye, fried potatoes, salad, apple pie and ice cream, roughing it was never so nice. Throw in 40-plus-inch pike and we have all the makings of an epic adventure.

Pike Paradise

Bill’s one-liner (and when you are as funny as Bill, the one-liners are unending) is a comment on our smoky surroundings. On an otherwise crystal-clear day, the smoke enshrouds everything in gray and leaves the sun as nothing more than a distant orange ball. It’s as if we are experiencing some new form of solar slight-of-hand, leaving us to feel like we’ve been transported to another planet. This is an especially dry year across interior Alaska and the forest fires are raging.

But what’s a little smoke when there are monster pike to hunt? This content is available for subscribers only.

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