Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Taking Tenkara To The Mountain Before The Snow
For two hours I battled my way up river fighting and yet thoroughly enjoying the dense stream side vegetation, frequent downpours of cold rain and sleet, cascading waterfalls, and crystal clear waters. Without a fin to show for my effort, I came to realize that the fish that live here are few and extremely skittish. In my mind I knew they were there - they had to be, It was just to beautiful of a habitat for trout not to live there. Then, finally, through one of the most remote gorges in the area, I stalked my prey until eventually I came to this beautiful bottleneck with a bend that ran into a long plunge pool.
Crawling on my hands and knees I approached the bank of the pool and tossed a black bead head stone at the waterfall. As it emerged from the boiling head of the pool I saw a flash from the deep and instantly knew I had hooked what I was hunting. After a fun fight with the fish, the Tenkara rod, and an overhanging rhododendron I soon had one of the crown jewels of back country fishing. A perfect stream raised rainbow; brilliant colored cheeks, deep green back, and a set of crisp fins that were as close to perfect as you can get.
In the picture to the left I came across a termite ravaged tree which in itself isn't that interesting but as I looked around the tree I saw what appeared to be claw prints all around the tree. It may not show up in the photo but this large claw print was eight feet up the tree with a whole lot more even higher. I suspect a black bear was eager to get at the tasty termites. Scat around the area confirmed this for me. (My wife is going to cringe when she hears this since it is not a piece of information I shared with her. No dobt she is going to pitch a fit the next time I hit a remote blueline.) Needless to say, as I beat my way through the brush trying to locate the trail, I made sure to made a whole lot of noise just in case.
Today, as I write this post, the snow is coming down in large flakes covering everything in a blanket of white. School is of course cancelled - because in the south we share our one snow plow with the whole state - the kids are itching to go play, and I feel blessed to live in a land so filled with beauty everywhere I look.
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