Well we took to the sea once again out of port orford and it treated us very nicely. I took a couple of my buddies from eugene and Lepper with me to chase salmon and bottomfish on the day. We tried the salmon early with only one hit so we headed to the bottomfish and proceeded to land four limits of fish along with releasing around 30 legal lings in the process. We absolutely could not keep the lings off of our hooks. It was incredible. So we took our luck back to the salmon and after about 15 min of trolling the first war cry of FISH ON!!!! came from the back. About 10 min later a nice 25lb chromer was in the net.

We kicked the motor back into gear and a second cry came out instantly. This monster ran all over the place and managed to get itself tangled around the tail as we were trying to net it. Lepper was manning the net and I could almost see the future in the making. Momma always said never to net a fish from behind. But in this instance he was tangled up and there was no choice. As soon as the net touched the belly of the fish as Dave was reaching under him a swift kick of the tail and a 35+ chromer went tearing off with my flasher still attached and one crying fisherman. It was funny, Dave looked like a cowering dog for his netting and Danny refused to blame anyone but wanted dearly to take home a chrome monster. But it wasn't anyone's fault I've seen that scenario several times. An hour later we called it a day and spent the rest of the daylight cleaning fish and heading home.
I have to admitt dave, I tried not to laugh too hard when the wife had the deathly stare when she said everyone was waiting for you all day!! :grin: [img]graemlins/1zhelp.gif[/img] Nothing like the holiday's and inlaws. I would have gotten the same roosting if she wasn't already at the civil war.
Anyhow, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
tc