I was outnumbered, what with my single red-and-white spinner competing against four herring as we trolled near the Astoria-Megler Bridge. I knew my friends, all confirmed bait addicts, wondered if I was losing it a little when I’d traded my herring in for a spinner as we began our downstream troll a half-hour earlier.

But, that thought quickly vanished when my rod buckled with what turned out to be a 36-pound chinook, followed by a second spinner-loving salmon a half-hour later that I handed off before the other rods (all rigged with herring) could be cleared.