Soon I tied into a female chum that put any Steelhead to shame. She never stopped cartwheeling and the knuckle busting rip from the fly reel prevented any chance of videoing it with one hand. Needless to say, it was fun.
With all the chum drifting from the Stave into the Fraser there were at least 15 sturgeon boats sitting with great expectations. With only an hour left to fish, I tied into three sturgeon and landed one. The boat opposite was luckier, they hooked a six to seven footer and were busy for the better part of 45 minutes.