I took current client, Jerome, out in search of some Fall Chinook on the Columbia River. Jerome made it a point to tell me several times, he doesn't care if he catches a fish, he just enjoys being out on the river.

The way he kept his eye on the pole, I knew he was ready for one.

Ten minutes after a bite that didn't stick, the rod buried and the fight was on!

After a not-so-short battle, Jerome's first salmon was in the net!

Congratulations on your first salmon catch!

We trolled for a while longer without hooking up and ran up-river a few miles before anchoring up on the outgoing tide.

It didn't take long before Jerome's second fish came knocking.

We forgot to take a pic on the boat, so here is one in the parking lot.

Good job on the limit, Jerome!