
The fresh-run salmon ripped the line off the reel as I grabbed the long rod and struggled to keep up with the fish on the icy late November morning.
James Netzel of Tight Lines Guide Service reeled in the line on the other rod so it wouldn’t tangle with the hooked fish. The fish kept running and running and I did my best to keep the line tight so the fish wouldn’t get off.
Finally, I started to gain line on the salmon as I worked it closer to the boat.
“Don’t tighten the drag,” Netzel cautioned. “I’ve set the drag light because a light drag works best with the Cut Plug set-up we’re using.”
When I got the silvery fish next to the boat, it went berserk, making several fast, short runs before I was able to lift the fish’s head up and Netzel was able to net it.
It was a very chunky and ocean-bright late fall-run Chinook weighing 17 pounds, our first of the day. “The meat inside this buck will be a bright orange,” Netzel noted.
We were trolling on the Sacramento River in the Garcia Bend area of Sacramento, only several miles from the political bedlam of the State Capitol. In spite of all the problems that our salmon fisheries encounter because of the mismanagement by the state and federal governments, I was reminded that we are truly lucky to still be fishing for salmon in the heart of a major metropolitan area.
If it weren’t for tireless folks like the late Zeke Grader, Executive Director of the Pacific Coast of Fisherman’s Associations (PCFFA) and the late Troy Fletcher, Executive Director of the Yurok Tribe, there wouldn’t probably be any salmon left to catch in California’s river and ocean waters.