posted 10-14-2008 10:53 AM ET (US)
My daughter brought her new man over to the island for Thanksgiving. After feasting on Sunday, we slept in until 8:30 am on Monday morning and enjoyed a somewhat stilted breakfast as he and I were both trying to get to know each other.Finally, I declared we should go look for some salmon and they agreed. The weather was cool, the skies were crying and the wind was threatening but we went anyway.
The trusty Outrage awaited and we made our way over to my latest discovery, just beyond the naval base in the mouth of a small river. The weather stayed cool but we dressed for it, the rain became a mist and the tide was lo lo when the fish started attacking.
My daughter, still learning about how to use a downrigger, hooked the first one, a small coho that she got near the boat before it danced off the hook. Then I brought in a similar sized spring which I refused to let in the boat, romoving the hook while it lay in the net at the side of the whaler. They could look over my shoulder as I talked to the little guy and told him he was going back for next year.
Her boyfriend caught two and she brought one in to the boat but all were released for next year. A 10 pound salmon produced little meat in October 2008 but will be a monster in July 2009!
Bottom line: I got watch the two of them together and confirm that he knew how to treat my daughter properly and I got to know my future son in law by going fishing in my Whaler.
Priceless.