Well it’s been about a week since returning from our annual Bamfield 2025 trip from August 1-8, so I’ve had time to digest everything that happened. Unfortunately since we’ve left power has been knocked out in the area due to the Mount Underwood fire that started last Monday. Luckily we made it out a few days before that. On our way in on hwy 4 this year we saw flames and smoke plumes all around Cameron Lake. This wasn’t a good sign to start. Last year same time we encountered a car accident around the Alberni summit which snarled traffic for quite some time. This year made it into PA without much delay. A quick bite at McD and some lotto at PetroCan and we were on our way to Poett Nook. Again the drive in was lovely. It’s hard to believe just a few years ago I had to drive in white knuckled for 3 hrs hoping that the undercarriage of my car wasn’t gonna get ripped open by some sharp rocks or change a flat on the ole logging road. Arrived into the nook without incident and setup camp. Interesting little spot this year beside a white trailer home filled with cats and a humming transformer. Didn’t bother me though, I’m usually too exhausted from a days worth of fishing and rocking in the boat and usually asleep by 9. So onto the fishing report. Let’s just say it was tough for us, both fishing & weather. I think we averaged travelling 50 miles a day around the sound looking for fish. Tried all the usual productive spots: meares, cree, howell, swale, pill, kirby, beale, the wall, danvers, you name it we were there. By day 3, I think we only had 5 fish in the freezer and nothing to really talk about. We were really getting desperate. Luckily we got a little tip. Beale but not the typical Beale. Let’s just say we were out in the ozone, in the middle of nowhere. Saw bait on the screen, a fish would hit. Nothing big for us but a nice assortment of small springs, coho and a lot of pinks. We didn’t limit out this year like last year, but we did end up with some to take home. Had quite a few nites of eating tasty dungeness in our trap and prawns from friends. So all I can say is that’s fishing for you. Some years you get them sometimes you don’t. At the moment now it doesn’t really matter that I was mostly wet & cold out there and sometimes chumming for salmon due to the large rollers out there, however it’s just another eventful fishing trip to put in my memory bank. And as usual after we left, the big ones moved in, c’est la vie! Til next year shishkebab signing out.