Thursday, October 2, 2008

Canardly

kuh-nard-lee - noun 1. Any type of fish that, when raised out of the water, the nearest redneck hollars "whoo doggie, I can-hardly see it!"

After breakfast we headed up the Madison just above Lyons Bridge. This was pretty hard fishing. It was windy and the current was fast. We didn't stay long and headed over to the West Fork. The West Fork is a smaller stream more like what we're used to in North Carolina. We didn't have much luck here either. Just a couple canardlies.
We headed back to the cabin for a simple turkey sandwich dinner before heading up to the mountain lakes that David and TR discovered. There were two lakes: the lower lake and the upper lake. The lower lake was larger than the upper lake and had some pretty dense evergreen growth on one side. We fished the lower lake for a while with no luck, although David and TR both said they saw some monster rainbows in there. We headed up to the upper lake and soon discovered it was loaded with Arctic Grayling. The Grayling is a unique cousin of the trout with a sail-like, colorful dorsal fin. These are a prized catch. After catching about 20 of these (and releasing them, of course) we headed back to the cabin. By now it was getting dark and the guys were itching to win their money back from me at the poker table.

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