The tide was high.  Up at Sheep Creek, there were about a dozen kings.  I could have grabbed one from the shore.  I didn't want to get wet.  The warm sun felt pretty good.  I'd wait until someone could strave me a hook.

The stravers took it all.  But there hooks were nice.  I could snag them in seconds with a nice, strong hook.  Guess I'll head to Western Photo and check out their hook selection.