I used to live in St. Ignace MI, right on the Straits of Mackinac. I'd go salmon fishing occasionally, and I loved to lay a whole fish down the center of the grill and then roast it with indirect heat. I remember how it would take about an hour to cook, and the gulls would keep showing up to sit on the ridge of the house and watch the proceedings with great interest. I was always a little worried that they would attack me en mass and steal my fish, but my steely gaze must have scared them away.