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By Wendy Martin
Mom and King Salmon
One of my earliest memories is sitting at the front of my parent’s Zodiac boat in a tiny lawn chair, zipping along the Gulf of Alaska to find that perfect fishing hole. I was about 6 years old and I loved every minute of it. With the salty air spraying me in the face and the smell of old fish scales at the bottom of the boat, I would scan the shore for bear and moose. I think of this memory often and smile to myself.
When I was older, my parents admitted to me that I was actually tied to the lawn chair, and that the lawn chair was secured to the boat, and that I was only up there to weigh the bow of the boat down. Still, I had fun.
My mother is third generation Alaskan, and she taught me all I needed to know about fishing...
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