I really haven’t done a dedicated trip just for them in a while. Might be worth a trip
to Galloping Gertie’s gravesite near the old Doc’s place on a good tide to see if any happy jumpers are around.

SF
Brian, If you are testing that hypothesis, specifically that waters full of herring milt and eggs are going to attract resident coho, and it works out.... then the next hypothesis is if your waders + boots should be rinsed prior to the next trip or not.
I would vote not, no rinsing. Might be the best sort of burley there is.
Plus, when you pack up for the day, moving out of the milt and egg dip- see, that's gonna dry and age a little in the back of your rig. Like cheese, mold, or a bucket of prawns in the sun. You know the general interior musk would compliment the exterior patina of your vehicle....
"well I agree, it doesn't exactly have a new car smell, no....."
Later, on your next journey, when you wade back into the water and all the crusty herring love starts dissolving again, I'm picturing a sort of a powdery, friendly and ghostly shadow following you around, all kinds of sculpins and winter crabs hustling against the tide and necking with your boots to see where the party's at...call that shadow
Herring Dan's Essential Essence....
Also, more shoutouts to those who have gone before, I'm picturing Les Johnson, neoprene waders soaked in this stuff, his usually monkeyshit brown hodgman's come February damn well nearly turquoise from the
impregnation of the neoprene updating us on why PFAS and gore tex waders ruined this very same herring dip tip....Meaning he had figured this out in like 1977 but knew that no one was ready to hear it and sure as hell never inked it in
FF for Pacific Salmon I or II (alternatively Frank Amato's editorial pen took it out "Les- Everything else is a go, but this, this....
this borders on pornography...and I run a family-friendly press")