The river spread wide and the number of islands increased, overgrown with a lush yellow cover of globe-flower and blue-violet geranium with white yarrow. Behind the island, the river rests on a high earthen bank with a colony of sand martins nesting in many holes. The entire flow is blocked by nets in the shape of “v”, an old way of catching salmon. Wooden barracks on the banks and bellied man, who don’t like us as we weave through the nets. “Here are the fish named Gorbuša (humpback salmon). A smaller but more numerous group of salmon on the move downstream,” says the man, “From the Barents Sea on the north, there is move of the large Semga salmon (Atlantic salmon) of up to 20 kilos, which are only about 60 – 70 cm big”. He confirms our experience and points to our rod with lures on the top of the boat. “You’re fishermen too, aren’t you?” We nod our heads.