friday. we got up at "o dark-thirty" heh, and uncle jon and i went to his mens breakfast which went very well inspite of nearly forgetting to go buy the "breakfast" part of the meeting. we then headed to the Nisqually river which was about an hour and a half away. we met his friend who incredibly enough was named john. chaos. anyways, the fishing was great, except for the crowd of other guys there. i got my first taste of "combat fishing". i snagged other guys lines at first but quickly got the hang of it in fear of being drowned by one of the other salmon seekers. i cant quite remember how many fish i hooked, the fishing was that good, and i actually landed one six pounder. we left for a bite to eat which turned out to be a pack of sunflower seeds and a bottle of water and then quickly returned. i slammed two more salmon, each in the 9-10 pound range! it was awesome. the most bizarre moment happened in the evening when i was fishing next to bob marley on my right. the dread locked fellow went for a cast and as he did two seagulls flew across the water and he actually snagged one in mid air! it tried to fly away but ended up crash landing into the water and having to be grabbed by the neck and having the hook taken out. i couldnt stop laughing! i left with a limit of adult coho, numb feet, and a big smile on my face. it was a good day.