I gave Elliott Bay two hours, got no strikes and got so sick of all the numbnuts and beat it out of there for West Point. I actually got myself into a situation where one boat was trolling close on my starboard, two angling into the port and another running dirrectly across the bow. There's was absolutely no way I could turn out of there, until I yelled at one of the guys angling to my port and he turned out when he was about 10 feet away. Did see a several fat kings taken, but dusky looking river fish. Once the tide turned and started ebbing, we got two silvers at West Point 4 and 7 pounds. Had a 17-year-old kid with me from Hawaii, the nephew of a friend, who had never caught a salmon, and he brought in both and was ecstatic. Good day all in all, but I'll never fish EB again.