My SO swore to me our relationship wouldn't make it through the first fall salmon run. He'd lost two (ex) wives to fishing. I think it came as a suprise that I was willing and eager to learn, and I am one of the few "wives" who fishes at fish camp. ...good thing, too, cuz I can't cook very well! 2 years ago I landed my first salmon, first of our season. But I still don't gut them or rig eggs for myself. Those days can't be long now... once he sees me butcher a quail, skin a deer, well, I suppose he'll expect me to clean my own fish, too. I can only get away with it for so long...