Nooksack, right under the center of the Everson bridge with a glow in the dark hot shot on drift gear in 1981 I think. In fact some helpfull guys in a drift boat had me hop in to land it. Native, had to let it go. Back when they handed out a credit card like measuring device to determine if the dorsal was tall enough to be wild or hatchery. Funny, I spotted that fish on my way home from baseball practice on my bicycle. Raced home for a pole. Used to climb down the old RR trestle.