Was up as the crack of dawn. Drove out to Puyallup hoping I could catch one or two before the pinks are gone. Maybe get lucky and catch a silver or two.
First cast got a STRIKE lost it as I was reeling it in. But that was a good sign. Nothing for an hour, then a boat came flying through (had never seen that before) Right after the water calmed down, got another STIKE! Once again, reeling it in and then lost it. Both felt real good, just bad luck.
Saw lots of zombie fish strolling up and down but other than that, walked home with nothing.
Stayed until 9am and then packed up and went to work.