I should have seen the future when the first time we rowed
the Tyee Pool in 1988, Darcy hooked a fish and I didn’t. Hers was undersized
and she released it, after a tangle of lines with friends and foes alike. Twenty-five years ago, there was a better
chance of landing the required 30 pound Chinook than today. For some reason the
fish are smaller ...
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