What a beautiful day to be out fishing, even with the haze from fires coloring the sunrise. Gringo Pescador and I launched from the Edmonds sling at 6am. I was surprised to not see a line stretching around the corner and on to the road. We set course due north and stop in 80 feet of water just south of Shipwreck to drop Gringo’s pots.

Noting fish rising around us, we got our gear running for the morning bite. LT was 5am, HT would be 11:50am.
We varied our techniques today, including trying a bit of fly casting with an intermediate sinking line. The morning bite was not near as good as Monday, and we lost several fish, so that as the bite died down around 9:30am we only had two in the box. Not good! We didn’t see a huge amount of action around us, either. The fish just did not seem too interested in our gear, whether fly, jig, or trolled hoochie.

We did figure out where all the boats were though – up towards Mukilteo! The horizon was lined with boats. Gringo opinioned a guy could walk across on all the boats. Definitely enough boats that we wanted nothing to do with them, no matter how slow it was around our quieter area. We briefly considered running over to Possession, but inertia had me in it’s grip and we instead decided to work back in to the shallows as we had gotten out into the middle of the channel. It was a good choice.

Again close to shore and south of Shipwreck, with high tide hitting, we noted pinks once again rising around us. Gringo ended up focusing on jigs, which was a good thing, as I had found the magic formula for losing every fish I hooked. So it was up to him to slowly bring us back from a near empty cooler to limits for the day. He did so with unflappable determination. My elbow had already started aching and I took the easy way out, trolling and losing hook ups. Gringo steadily added to our cooler and by 1:45pm we were done, another day, another boat limit of pinks.

It definitely wasn’t as fast as Monday, but still good enough when you can come in with a limit. As a bonus, we pulled up four keeper dungies and four keeper red rock crab. I’m tired, but the fish is all processed and I’m ready for Round Two!

*Picture shows a pink that must have made it through a net.

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