Decided to head up to the baker today, the Indians had claened it out pretty good the last douple of day's. I plunked from my favorite spot for a few hours after it had reopened at two. Saw mabey ten fish jump the whole time. I noticed a guy on the opposit bank grab a second rod with what looked like a buzz bomb on the end, as a small school of sockeye came up river he started to rip it thru them. He ended up snagging one in the motor and brought it in backwords and hid it in his car. What he didn't count on was that I had my digital camera on me and had shot a video of the whole thing. I put my stuff back in my truck and yelled to him that I had taken pictures of his poached fish and I was going to turn him in. His buddies and him put out a few F bombs and a few threats. I drove to the Skagit county Sherrifs office just out side of concrete and showed the video to a deputy. He had one of the potroll cars meet me out there and again I showed the video to the officer. The last thing I saw was the deputy bagging the fish and the idiot trying to explain why there was holes in the rear of the fish. It's almost more fun busting poachers than fishing.