Over the course of two days, Tabasco Todhunter and I were able to hook into 9 fish. However, as luck would have it, most managed to avoid the net and ultimately the vacuum packed freezer bags I had planned for each of them. Additionally, this year there was an abundance of wild/native Coho/Silvers that are not legal to keep which required a quick release back into the river. If 2011 wasn't already a tough year for salmon fishing, to add to the uniqueness, we lost more fish at the boat than in years past; including what looked to be a prize fish; "yeah, the one that got away". Interestingly, "the one that got away" broke off at the treble hook. After further examination, it appeared to be a defective hook so somewhere out there is a large Chinook salmon swimming in the river with half a treble in her jaw.
One of the amazing aspects of fishing Buoy 10 is how quickly the weather can change and how powerful it can be. Like clockwork, the afternoon winds pickup and it's always a mystery just how strong they'll be. Most captains' plan their course and day in an effort to avoid a bumpy ride back to the dock if plans take them to deep into the afternoon hours.