By mid-day, a stiff head wind was blowing directly cross-current in the blazing sun. That effectively put the kings out of my reach as they hunkered down for shelter in the deep slot on the FAR side directly across from the fly bar. Time to target chrome chums swarming upriver in steady pods on our side of the bar! Big bucks flashing toothless grins... hard to believe they were chums! The purple and turquoise hues on their backs was especially prominent on the hens.

Closed the chum fest with a surprise wide-shouldered sockeye buck.