Return of the Salmon

The salmon are returning to the hatchery to spawn and die.  It's sad.  They work so hard to make it upstream from the ocean and then they die.  This guy is really red.  He's ready.  Some of the Chinooks are huge, they're at least three feet long.

This is a big pile of fish.  They look tired.  There's not a lot of jumping going on this year.

Here is one of the few flying fish I've seen.

There are a few hardy fish trying to make it up the weir, but they never do.  They have to take the fish ladder to the holding pen.

There are a lot of ducks and sea gulls as well.  Some fish die below the weir, and the sea gulls are there to clean up the corpses.

We had a good day today.  Tomorrow is a "transitional" day, that means it starts raining again the day after.  Jim rode out in Carnation Valley today - I walked up to the fish hatchery.  If it's nice tomorrow maybe we'll both ride.

We still have no firm plans about leaving here, and won't until we see the surgeon on Wednesday.  Other than this fishy offering, I have zippity-doo-dah all to report.