When we reached the dock Wednesday, with two limits of sockeye, my fishing partner Dennis Beich mentioned that he was staying another night at State Park campground. He asked if I would take him out again the next day. You can imagine how hard it is to talk me into going fishing, and I immediately said yes. Dennis is a pleasure to have on the boat, as he has his own boat and knows how to run a downrigger and put out gear and can net fish. The wind wasn’t as bad on Wednesday as it had been the two days prior. So, for the first time I headed down lake toward West Point. Nothing was happening and I turned the boat around and we started trolling up lake out in the middle. Finally, I hooked and landed a fish. There was a long interval until we got another one, but we were back at the top end of the lake where I have had good luck. Then we started putting fish in the cooler. When we were down to needing just one fish we got two doubles. We lost a couple of fish and released one to finish our limits