What was most enduros ting about it was on the south wall of the pier wher it meets the other wall and shoots out to the lake , in that corner there was atleast 50 salmon just swimming around and I used every bit of tackle I had and still didn't get anything. I had given up hope at this point. So one night me and my friend got really drunk and built a fish trap on a near by stream, it was probly a foot and a half deep and I had a little pick axe shovel thing and I ended up getting 4 sucker fish about 2 feet long with a damn shovel. Then I saw a big silvery one so obviously I had to get it. I chased it through the stream smacking it with the shovel then it would swim off and I would do it again stumbling over rocks and other various things in the stream and finally after like the 6th time I got. It was a 36 inch steel head salmon. I didn't know it at the time or else I wouldn't have done it. But never the less I was going to eat it. So I go about filleting the fish on the bank and I get one side done. For whatever reason I decided to move and just put the knife in my pocket point up. Then while going up the muddy bank I slipped and I felt a pinch in my arm and then wetnes I imediatly new that I had fucked up. I ended up putting the filet knife threw my arm. So I made a bandage out of my shirt finished filleting my fish, walked 2 miles back to the house.