You guys are really riveted, I can tell.
Woke up to the smell of camp coffee on the fire and bacon frying. Slept okay, but woke up several times gasping for air. So weird.
Porno Mike sets a nice table.
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We went fishing.
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I'm sorry, guys. This one lives on.
This is a significant fish. And I honestly still can't believe that JZ could form a smile. This was a life lesson for me.
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This river wasn't the pastoral meadow stream. Don't get me wrong, it was cool. Its that it was choked with Cottonwood, and there were moose and cows hiding behind every turn. The way to negotiate, was in the stream. This is problematic, for several reasons. We arrived at an access point, and Saks wanted to shoot some pics from elevation. "Go down there and stick a cutthroat so I can get some pictures." I amble down, and proceed to flog the water to no avail. I wave, and say I'm working down stream, and will catch up with you later. The next time I saw my friend, I was sitting on the bank, watching 3 very large cutthroat rise in tight lies. This is what we came for.
I say to Saks, "How was it up there?"
He mumbles, "Not good."
"Why is that?", I say.
He says, "I lost my balance, fell in, and the fancy patagucci roll top dry bag leaked, and I ruined 2 camera bodies, and 3 of my favorite lens. They are laying out on the bank upstream. I don't want to talk about it. Let's fish."
(I know this equipment was spendy, more than what was spent on the Prairie Schooner all in. I'm sick to my stomach for my friend, and honestly thought this was a catastrophic occurrence that will effectively end the spirit of this trip. Thank goodness I was wrong).
So we fish.
Saks brought along a rod/reel combo from his early days of fishing. Back when 0 weights were all the rage. Vintage, short, light line, Sage, matched up with a tiny Hardy clicker. Pretty cool. All he wanted to do, was stick a native cutt with that combo. And that he did. A high point on this trip for me, was putting my friend on this fish. He took my suggestion on the fly, made the cast, stung one of the fish. Rinse, repeat, and landed the fish above. My lens work, doesn't do it justice. It was a very beautiful fish.
Back at the ranch, it was time to refuel on all accounts. Saks says, "You know I'm drinking bourbon tonite." Yeah, buddy. As much as you want.
Porno Mike was especially proud of this. His idea was to hike up to the Medicine Wheel and smoke it.
Before the boys made good on that, Porno Mike made a superb fried rice. Who knew he was so versatile?
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We stayed back at camp. I was feeling better at elevation, but didn't want to push it with a hike above the tree line. So JZ and I toasted his drowned fancy picture making gear, and drank bourbon. Dnymph will have to post the detail on the Medicine Wheel Incident. It's a good story.
Anyone who knows the Yinzers, would know that they are indeed some of the most genuine and fun people to travel and fish with. Having the brothers, either set really, only raises that bar. This place might be dead, but every year since I've been here, I've traveled to a cool locale, with D, and his crew.
The F Bros Campfire Disagreement over wood management that evening, was remedied in a way that needs to come back into style. In other words, it wasn't the bitter, lengthy disagreement, that plays out over months and years. It was simple, and took place early the next day: "I'm sorry about last night, I was wrong." "That's okay, I accept your apology. I was wrong too." The back and forth, while uncomfortable during the initial event, was very spirited and pretty damn funny.
"if you don't understand the perfect logic of this, then you may as well fuck right off Teh Suk" - Fatman
"I took a Japanese whaling approach to panfishing as a kid." - Boomin