Sunday — I think it’s Sunday; days of the week don’t have much meaning out here, and neither does time of day, for that matter — finds us back on the George. At Grant’s we were informed that the best fishing is just above the weir, where the salmon are gated so they can be counted before continuing upstream. So after saying our goodbyes this morning we headed back downriver in search of salmon. Lou has one on the hook right now — a big one, it looks like.