Sean Scully

    - Scott Johnson
  • "Sean, you were like one of our kids. We miss you something..."
    - Candy
  • "Sean it's been five long years since you left us miss you..."
    - Mikey Bejsovec
  • "I was looking for Raye and found this I'm so sorry for your..."
    - Kim Purkey then Thomson
  • "Sean, though I only met you one time, you are..."
    - Robert Finlay

"The big one" got away this week.

Whether drilling a hole in the ice on Big Lake, combat fishing on the Russian, hauling a canoe through the woods to Red Shirt Lake, or casually floating the Kenai, the world has never known a man more passionate about fishing and loving the Alaskan outdoors, than Sean W. Scully.

Scully, as many people called Sean, was invited on the big fishing trip by Dr. James T. and Mrs. Raye Scully (now Mrs. Raye Nelson) on January 3, 1969, in Los Angeles, California. They picked up a few other shipmates along the way, including brothers Jason and Jamie Scully, and sister Amy Scully. The big trip made it's way to through Gallup, NM, before landing in Anchorage in 1980.

Scully learned how to set his hook and tie his flies while attending Service HS, in Anchorage, where he graduated in 1987. He practiced his fishing-trip survival skills on the swim team, and perfected his salmon serenade in the choir.

Scully loved music, so the big-trip soundtrack was never dull, whether it was Megadeth, Beethoven, Dr. Dre, the Beastie Boys, or Sean playing his guitar. The fish in Alaska usually got a break from Scully's hook on Sundays and Mondays, if the Pittsburgh Steelers were playing.

Captain James left the voyage in 1998, and Scully took the helm. A few years ago, Captain Sean found his co-Captain, and kindred soul, Jinelle Scully, and they've continued the big trip as a team, floating the waters of Alaska together, and slaying as many trout and salmon as legally possible. As of this week, Captain Jinelle will be guiding the trip to safe harbors.

Scully recruited his daughter Lillian Alice in 2002, and his son Thomas James in 2004 to help throw off the bowlines. He is missed by his shipmates of the past 20 years, the Oliver Family.

As captain, Scully laughed, joked, and struck up a conversation with anyone and everyone! Scully's magnetic personality reeled you in and kept you hooked to the punchline.

Keep smiling Scully; cause there's never been a more stunning smile than when you land a fish! We wish you safe journeys to continue the big trip, and hope wherever you are the waters are well stocked.

A service will be held December 14, 2012 at 7:00 p.m. at Evergreen Memorial Chapel, 737 E. Street Anchorage, AK.

Published in Anchorage Daily News from Dec. 13 to Dec. 15, 2012