Mine was up at Sekiu this summer. I had three other folks on the boat with me and I was rigging all of the hooks, identifying which fish we could keep, etc, so that there wouldn't be any problems.
When we put in, there was a boat load of unhappy fishermen on the dock talking to a warden who had their three fish at his feet. These guys wouldn't even make eye contact with us, they were so embarrassed. I told my guests to get ready to be stopped while we were out there, because there was an emphasis patrol going on.
About 2 hours later the wardens pull up next to us and ask to check gear. I start handing them hooks, punchcards, and so on and everything was just fine. I asked them why the boat at the dock got punched. One of the officers said, "They had three blackmouth.", and then, "Can we see you fish?" This was in August, well after the King fishery had closed.
I showed them the 6 fish we had caught, one by one, and I had personally ID'd each fish for retention. I pull out the last one, about an 8lb silver, and one of the wardens say "Uh oh, that's a blackmouth! Somebody's in trouble."
I started to sweat, but then went over the basic fish ID with them, stating differences between king, silvers and pinks, highlighting the features of each on the fish we had in our possession.
The warden then said, "Gotcha!", with a crooked finger in the corner of his mouth. He said that I had given him the best fish ID dissertation he had heard in a long time, and that he had stopped me the weekend before and remembered that I had my ducks in a row then, as well.
I thanks him for the adrenalin dump and told him I hoped that they drew the 12 foot Zodiac on the next windy day, and I got a smile back. They waved, and we were done in less than five minutes.
"Give me the anger, fish! Give me the anger!"
They call me POODLE SMOLT!
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