At 5 o'clock one morning last week a bomb burst over Seattle's water front. By the dawn's early light, rowboats scurried into Elliott Bay. Some anchored. Others rowed around. For four hours, ferryboats plying between Seattle and Bremerton had to detour to avoid the milling fleet. It was the grand finale of the Ben Paris Salmon Derby, oldest and biggest of the Pacific Northwest's latest sport craze.
It all started because bombastic Ben Paris, owner of Seattle's biggest sporting-goods stores, thought he was selling far too few fishing rods. The commercial fishermen, he argued, were snaring the great silver horde before the...
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