I saw several commies trolling the north bowl area a week ago, so that was my Plan A for opening day. But the ocean was a little lumpy in the morning, so I talked myself into hunting June hawgs on the N beach by the casino. Wasn't really feeling it after a half hour, so I had the crew reel in and we motored an hour west, to 260 fow. No promising echoes on the sounder, but we started trolling anyway. 30 minutes later, my new knuckle buster starts screaming and dancing. Nice fish. After an unsuccessful attempt or two, 20 pound nook in the box! All of the radio chatter to that point was people comparing notes about where they weren't catching fish, so I believe this chinook may be the very first sport caught salmon of the 2019 Westport salmon season! We'll never know, I suppose. First day, nobody really knows where fish are, we're all hunting pretty much blind, so I inform the ch 68 listening audience of my catch. I included in my report the general area, the water depth, how much cable I had out, and what great was successful. Before long, we aren't the only boat in the area, and other radio reports seem to indicate that there is a reasonable bite going on. Information is being shared, friends are being called in to the bite, and we see several nice fish boated around us. And more and more boats arriving. Charters too. All good. I don't believe there are or should be zipper lip spots on the ocean. We keep doing what we do, and get another strong takedown, which we lose, then another with the same result. Then another fish to the net, this one 17 lbs. A couple hours pass with no action. Then, right in the same area, we hook another fish. After a brief fight, we landed our limit king, and a very nice fish of 24 pounds. The deets: where? North bowl, about 270 magnetic from the jetty tips. Gear? QCove flashers with Ace Hi or similar (hootchie with twinkle skirt), 37" leaders. Trollng about 3.2 knots on the gps. 90 to 125 feet of cable. No scent, no bait. We never saw a coho, and only heard of a couple wild coho released. Tomorrow we are definitely not fucking around on the beach in the morning. Thanks to Bob ducky and Melanie for joining me. We battled tangles and sea sickness, but accomplished what we hoped!