And stuff like this is what keeps us coming back for more!
While stuck idly at home, I live vicariously thru my imagination.
But, pay attention, I sometimes tell the truth.
For instance, several years ago, I hired a fly fishing guide, Corey, so my Son-in-Law and I could fish Teddy Roosevelt’s favorite hole, the Holy Water.
It’s on the Cimmaron River, just below Eagles Nest Dam, east of Eagles Nest, NM.
As always, we fished upstream and caught a ton of fish, brookies, rainbows and browns... seems like there were some sort of cutties too.
Anyway, when we were within about a hundred yards from the dam, I hooked what felt like an anchor, set in the bottom.
After a couple of minutes of it not moving at all, I was really sure I was hung up on the bottom.
Corey kept telling me to be patient... that there were huge pig browns in there. He said, just wait, with only a little pressure on the line.
Eventually, it started moving... slowly, then a quick, powerful surge upstream.
I started trying to stay ahead of him and couldn’t believe how strong he was!! I caught a 3’ shark, at Port Arkansas, TX, on a 11’ surf casting rig one time and it was not nearly as strong.
My Son-in-Law was watching intently and I was starting to breath pretty hard at ~7k’, on that rocky tailwater.
Suddenly, Corey screamed right behind me and I jerked around and broke my tippit.
About 30’ behind us was a large black bear... Corey’s scream was so loud and shrill that he scared the bear as much as the bear scared him... we saw the bear headed up a game trail to the top of the ridge above the dam.
I hated to lose the chance at landing that fish, but really hadn’t made any headway and we all doubted I could have gotten him to a net anyway.
Worth the guide and use fees for sure!!