Anyone rememer the 60's when you could almost walk across the Kings on the Skagit in the fall. There was a boat house on the river that rented wooden row boats with 5 or 10 horse motors. You would go out and anchor and plunk spinners or spin and glows if I remeber right. The wall of the boat/bait shop was covered with pics of huge fish. I bugged a neighbor renlentlessly to take me and he finally did. I dreamed about big kings from that day on. Now we talk about the memories of the biggest fish from that river and fight over the scraps that are left. I quit fishing the rivers of Wa. for 20 years and would do it again if my son was not dreaming much the same as I did at that age.