Yesterday I was out fishing a spot on Whidbey that I go, looking for some action. Of course I have my Fly rod with me, but just in case it was too windy I brought my gear. I get to my spot only to realize that the wind is blowing too hard against my casting arm, and not really feeling like piercing my own ear "AGAIN" I put the fly rod away and grabbed my Ugly Stik. I know what you are thinking, just another guy throwing buzz bombs out there... but the answer is no! I am a fly fisherman and prefer to do things my own way and not follow everyone else. So I tried some other things to no avail. I fished, "Casted" rather for almost 4 hours straight with the occasional water and snack break. It was almost time to leave, I sometimes have a fishing curfew you guys know what I am talking about! :beathead: Anyways it was just about the last cast when.......It hit!!!! I was shocked it came out of nowhere, a strong real slow tug. I was thinking this feels big, real big. I had the drag on my Penn set perfectly everytime the fish would run or tug real hard it would compensate. The fish took me on a long run and I know the people down the beach could hear my drag screaming!!!!! I had control, then the fish, then me, and back and forth for almost 15 minutes. Finally I drag this fish into about a foot of water and witnessed its silver beauty!!! Fresh from the ocean sea lice and all. He was heavy estimating around 15lbs. This was a great first Washington Salmon. I was proud and humbled by this creature as I revived him. After a few minutes the fish was ready to be returned to the deep, as I saw him swim away i thought what an amazing Wild Chinook!