I launched my old 13' square stern canoe with my electric trolling motor at the Arcadia ramp once early in the morning just before high tide, when it was blowing hard from the south, and I ducked around the corner and soon was out of the wind, shielded by the high bank. I worked the shoreline as I headed West, and only found a couple of fish near logs and downed trees near the shore. I worked my way toward Shelton.
After the tide turned and started moving, I fished off a creek mouth, and had good luck swinging my fly along the edge of the quickening rip. I could see the bottom where I was anchored as tight against the up-current shoreline as I could get, so as to not be fishing in the creek itself, not being certain about the boundaries separating the creek mouth from the inlet. The creek wasn't open for fishing, but I was swinging my fly so that it would end up hanging right along the rip edge. The cutthroat would then come out and grab the fly. Fish on! It was Spring, and it was raining. The creek water was a bit discolored, with only a few feet of visibility, so it was easy to see the "edge" of the inlet's current. I was using one of Bob Triggs' Chum Babies, since some of those creeks have Chum runs. I was using my 6wt clear intermediate line.
On my way back to the launch, I found a couple of cutthroat holding in depressions close to the bottom, and not far from the beach. The current was getting to be too much, though. I recall a huge run out that day. I noticed that a huge eddy had formed behind a point. I checked it out, but the water was very deep there, and the current was difficult to manage, and to me, it actually did not look like a good spot at that time, during max ebb.