We started the day along the Flume trail along a tiny tributary into the Adams. There were chinook salmon in amongst the sockeye looking huge and dark
While the sockeye were unconcerned with our presence we had to move very slowly not to disturb the more wary chinook. There was no bear sign, and only one eagle. There must be enough salmon in the system that the bears and eagles can visit more remote places.
While there were far fewer salmon in this smaller creek it was very peaceful and quiet the only other mammal I saw was this squirrel
We left the river in mid-morning though the scent of it stayed with us as my dog managed to roll in a carcass.....
This fish gave all that she carried from the ocean to this river bank. Salmon are like a bloodstream. They store the energy of sunlight hitting the open ocean and carry to places like this deep inland. These salmon were spawning and thriving without any human help. They simply need us to stay out of their way, let them make a living along side of us and they offer us food, forests, oxygen made by the trees they feed and they are good for our spirit. Everywhere I go I meet people who are dedicated to these fish, who simply love them and want them to thrive.
