My friend pulled in my house this afternoon about 1 PM. We were determined to find some SRC’s, or I was for him, since he is not retired yet, so the weekends are his only escape for fly fishing adventures right now. I went out Friday afternoon to a spot on the Hood Canal with only one cutt to show for myself for 3 hours of afternoon fishing by myself, and that fish came unbuttoned. So, I feel the responsibility to locate some fish during the week so I can put my pal on them when the weekend rolls around. We threw our gear in my truck and headed out to a different place on the Hood Canal where I have had some fair success, and I know the water level relative to the tide is about right for finding fish there. We parked and headed down the trail to the beach. It was nicely overcast day and our hopes were high for some action in the somewhat slow winter thus far. We wandered through the nice trail into the woods, huck, and salal and finally reached our beach at about 2 PM. We strung our rods and stepped on down to the shoreline. I think it was my first cast and I had a hit just before picking up my line for another cast. I yelled over to my friend that I just had a follow. He moved down the beach farther and almost hooked up immediately with a nice cutt of around 17 inches. I also hooked up so we had a double going on. I think my first fish was about a 14 inch plus fish. We were separated by about 300 feet and we began yelling over to each other “fish on”. We proceeded to catch some nice cutts, and missed a few takes. We each landed around 5 fish apiece in the 16 to 17 inch range. They were very fat and solid fish. It was hot and then it cooled down as the tide ebbed further. This particular beach seems to fish best when the tides are a little higher in the 7-11 foot range, but maybe I’m dreaming. Anyway, it was a very nice afternoon on the Hood Canal and my responsibility for putting us on some cutts paid off. We were two happy old men after our 2-1/2 hour adventure.