Upon arriving at the point a school of 4" long sand lance shot past me and an a 3-4lb fish broke the water scattering another big ball of bait. This definitely looked like the right spot. I started out using a baitfish imitation and was getting a lot of shot strikes but no solid hook ups so I switched to a sea-run bugger. On the first cast with this fly it got hammered and a minute or so later I brought a healthy 18" coho to hand. After this I got one more really good tug before I started to only get a few short strikes here or there so I switch flies to a marabou clouser minnow. Sure enough this change up got the attention of the fish and on the first cast I caught another slightly smaller coho (see below).
Species #1: Coho salmon
The cast after getting the coho my fly got crushed again, but the fish shook itself loose. After a couple of fishless minutes I finally hooked up with another fish which ended up being a small male coastal cutthroat. At about this point Clint and Jake showed up in Clint's boat and when the pulled up it was like somebody flipped a light switch and the coho and cutthroat vanished.Species #2: Coastal cutthroat
However with the cutthroat and coho gone some roving Chinook decided to move in a not long before deciding to call it quits I managed to complete a tasked that I have only done a handful of times and got the Puget Sound Trifecta: a Cutthroat, Coho, and Chinook salmon. Clint and Jake were kind enough to give me a lift back to my car, but it seems that I good day can turn bad in a heart beat.Species #3: Chinook salmon
When I got back to my car I was in for a rude awakening as the first thing that caught my eye was a shattered front driver's side window. It was clear that somebody had riffled through my car even though I had nothing of value in sight. Unfortunately they also went through my trunk where they made off like bandits, stealing some spare waders, a gear bag, the tube for my new Scott rod a fly box full my lake patterns, which had over 200 flies in it. I had spent countless hours at the vise tying these flies and this was a sickening loss. To add insult to injury the scum that broke into my car also siphoned over half of my gas while they were at it.
The fishing may have been good on this outing but it is one time that I really wish I would have just stayed home to tie flies instead.