Reeling in salmon on Alaska’s stunning ‘lost coast’
During the golden weeks of late September and early October, few places offer a greater fly-fishing spectacle than the short tidal rivers on the edge of th

During the golden weeks of late September and early October, few places offer a greater fly-fishing spectacle than the short tidal rivers on the edge of the Bering Glacier, an ice field larger than Rhode Island. These rivers are packed with coho salmon–silvers, as Alaskans call them. On a clear blue day, you’ll see the stunning snow-capped peaks of the Chugach-Saint Elias Mountains rising to 18,008 feet, the world’s greatest incline from sea level.

This is the “Lost Coast,” the sensual curving underarm of the coast between the watery, green fjord islands of the Tongass–the panhandle area locals affectionately call simply “southeast”–and the Kenai Peninsula, south of Anchorage, before the land reaches out into the Pacific toward Siberia in a long, trailing string of progressively barren, rocky islands named the Alaskan Peninsula.

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