They call it a “Coho Rodeo,” and the name is apt.
Even the captain had to get involved with netting the feisty, crazy-fighting salmon when the deckhand couldn’t keep up.
Fishing rods kept lighting up with the hard-hitting fish and any delay in netting them could mean the silvery torpedoes could easily throw the barbless hooks.
We were fishing the ocean in Captain Wally Coon’s boat — the Salty Dog — one of the Sea Breeze Charters’ fishing fleet out of Ilwaco. It seemed everyone was hooking a lot of fish.
Except one reporter. The schools seemed happy to hammer everyone else’s bait, but a few drive-byes were all that his rod had attracted. Eventually, though, even he managed to land a coho.
It’s obvious that there sure are a lot of salmon out there. And, most of them are headed into the Columbia River.