As you may have heard by now, the salmon bite got really, really good here. It's still out there a ways, today at 15 and 5 or so (with other bites at 15 and 6, 14 by 3, 13 by 3, etc. There's a few hungry fish around and if you find them it is happiness) but everything is moving. Tomorrow the locations (and the weather) will be different. Unless it isn't. Unpredictability is the only predictable thing. But some guys did very well. Here's a few of their stories:

    Evil Twins, featuring the Alexander twins and Larry Varela plus special guests, landed limits of twelve salmon and were home in about three hours today. They didn't have Gage to lay on their fish for a picture, but that's probably better, in my opinion. Nothing over 20 pounds but most of the fish weighed 18 to 19 pounds. Yesterday these guys trolled up 14 (for five guys) halibut in the bay. They may be killers. Two days of fishing the salt this season and they are one fish away from perfect limits.

     Mike Lincoln also had his second day on the water here today. His big one weighed 22 pounds. Well done, Mike.

    I still don't get tired of seeing members of the old "10 dog" camp catching lots of big fish. That's what they did, and that's what they still do. Ron Johnson and Mike Miller landed these 23 and 24 pound salmon around 14 and 3 today. They aren't too upset about missing the fleet fishing to their northwest.

    Margo Cooper caught the largest fish landed here today, a 25 pound halibut that ate a live bait south of Hog. Not the place one would expect a large fish, yet still it was there. It's good that the fish don't read this report and find out where they're not supposed to be.

   Here's my fish from the evening of the 18th. It took about 45 minutes to catch a 22 and a 15 pounder at 14 by 3. Eighty feet down on the flasher/hootchie combo. It took longer to drive around the campground, bragging, than it did to catch them. Done. I woke up and finished writing. Good night.