DATE OF FLOAT: AUGUST 21-26, 2008
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This turned out to be a trip of a life time. My friend Luke, whom I've known for quite a few years, and I started talking about planning some sort of float/fishing trip about 5 years ago. Last year, about this time, the talk started getting serious. Our original plans had us floating the Talachulitna River, but at the last minute we had to change our plans. We received word, through the pleasant folks at Willow Air, that water conditions were so low on the Talachulitna that rafters had reportedly been dragging boats through lots of shallow water. So we decided to float Lake Creek instead.
So it began; Luke, Luke's childhood friend Adam, and myself put my deflated raft in a float plane and flew to Lake Creek.

This airplane is a Beaver, and in the foreground is all our stuff. Click to enlarge.

And this is the Beaver's radial engine.
We flew for about an hour until we reached Chelanta Lake. Ole' Steve-o (the pilot) put us on the beach and bid us farewell.

The deflated boat and all our gear.

Loaded and ready to go.
So we set off downstream on our 60 mile float to where Lake Creek meets the Yentna River. Lake Creek turned out to be an absolutely beautiful float. The water coming out of Chelatna Lake was slow, wide and blue. There were tons of bright red sockeyes darting all around.

A shot of a sockeye with the digital underwater camera.
It's tough to guess, looking back on it, but I'd say we floated somewhere around 4 miles that first day. However, before we made it to our first campsite we all hooked and released several nice Rainbows, and to top it off Adam landed a nice bright Silver which made for several excellent riverside meals.

Adam caught the trip's only Silver.

And that nice Silver ended up in the frying pan.

Typical view on the upper section of Lake Creek.
The second morning was nothing short of exceptional. We brought several nice fish to the bank before we even left our first campsite, and the fishing to seemed to get better and better as we made our way downstream. We caught Rainbow after Rainbow, and tons of nice Grayling too.

Luke with a really sweet Grayling.
The further we made it down the river the more challenging the water became. It was boulder after boulder, at times it felt like our boat was a ball inside a pin ball machine. We got stuck on rocks, bounced off other ones, and in two places we went through short stretches of class IV water. The boat handled extremely well, and all three of us are pretty experienced rowers.
This is the second Class IV rapid.

This is another nice rapid in the canyon.
And we saw some other interesting things along the way. This is definitely Mother Nature at work.
Maggots chowing down on a King Salmon carcass.
The rest of the float was phenomenal. Every evening that we pulled off the river we found excellent places to set up camp.

The fishing seemed to get better and better as we made our way further down stream, with only one stretch of canyon being an exception. The second to last day was the best single day of trout fishing I've ever had in my life. I would guess that all three of us probably landed somewhere in the neighborhood of 50 Rainbows. I have been trout fishing my entire life and never have I experienced anything quite like that.

This is a beauty that Adam caught. Best viewed LARGE... click on picture to view full size.

And another beauty of a Bow.

Luke and Adam working to release a couple Bows.

Adam with a beaut.

Look at the colors on this fish.

One last fish picture. You get the idea!
The rest of way to the confluence of the Yentna River was fun but not with out obstacles.

Getting the boat underneath a log jam.
Once we arrived at the Yentna River we pulled over at a predetermined pick up spot and began to fold up the boat and prepare our gear to put back in the airplane. I was an adventure that none of us will ever forget. My instincts tell me I haven't seen the last of Lake Creek!

The float plane landed in the still water on the river to pick us up.