I waded upstream to the deep run and a big fish rose with a cloop in the middle of the channel. I wondered....
Looking back downstream the truth dawned on me: the salmon were back. That whole section of river surged with them.
These pictures don't do justice to their overwhelming presence: the wide, fast wakes; the big swirls; the broad heads breaking the water and going back down with a sucking sound; the large bodies rising up out of nowhere, planing for a second on their bellies and then slipping back out of sight. I had two do that within six feet of me.
Each time I put the camera back in my pocket something amazing would happen until I took it out again.