That is a pretty special fish and one that I won't soon forget. I'd like to describe the battle in more detail but it is now kind of a blur. I was using a big, gaudy Shock & Awe made of a mixture of Flashabou and Fishair...mostly green and flash but with a little blue and purple mixed in. I felt a tug at the very, very end of a strip and then grabbed another length of line and strip set hard. It definitely felt different from the beginning. Unlike most of the Coho I've hooked, it didn't begin the fight with a long series of head shakes. It went on a few runs at first and in between stopped to slosh around on the surface. During one of those sloshing periods I got a perfect silhouette of its tail and only then knew it was indeed a King. It got into my backing twice but mainly stayed out as far as the end of my fly line. After it tired out a bit, I got it close to the beach 5-6 times but it kept running back out 50-70 feet. I simply could not turn it. Finally after about 10 minutes or so (actually I have no idea how long the fight lasted) it was as cooked as my arm was and I slide it onto the surf line moments after a fellow angler confirmed that it was clipped. Like Brian said, I've been working hard for a King this year and can't believe it finally happened.
I'll post a picture of the fly when I get home tonight.
I was fishing next to Dan a bait fisherman and Bill was on the other side of him. Dan turned to me and said "looks like Bill just hooked a King". Dan and I both cleared the water to Bills right but the fish went left. It was quit a fight but Bill kept the pressure on the fish never high sticking him but always letting him know just who was in charge. That was the only fish I saw landed by anyone. Gives the Buss Bombers something to talk about. Glad you brought him to the beach. Nice fish and nice to watch him being played. Thanks.