I’ll Take Trout Over Trampy Twits Anytime

By Phillip Marlowe

A friend of mine, N    , and I used to go fly fishing all over the state. One Sunday, we went to this little river about an hour west of the large university he graduated from. Alongside the river (it was really just a rocky creek that high up) ran an almost 4 mile hiking trail popular with the students from his alma matter. Someone (probably a hiking club at the school), maintained the trail pretty nicely by building up neat little rock walls and steps where erosion threatened and cut away ankle-twisting roots.

We fished the river and caught a few boring stocked rainbow trout. Stocked fish don’t really fight all that well and are pretty easy to fool. A small piece of red yarn is all it takes.

When we got to the very end to the trail, there was a fairly impressive waterfall pouring into a oddly greenish, almost Alpine blue pond. It was a misty place with fog steaming up off the cold mountain water. My buddy N    figured out this one particular streamer fly quickly stripped down deep would elucidate fierce strikes from feisty little native rainbows. He was always a bit better than me when it came to fly fishing. After that we waded back across to the trailhead because we planned to do some bushwacking on past to see if we could catch wild brook trout above this point.

While taking a break and checking out the beautiful view, this older, pleasant White couple wearing brand new LL Bean outfits and what appeared to be the daughter came up to ask us if we would take a picture of them using their top-of-the-line camera. You could tell the girl must have been a freshman or sophomore student at the nearby university and didn’t seem all that happy having to spend time with the parents who paid the freight. The twit was probably hung-over from partying the night before and looked very sullen. She wore a tee shirt that said “PORN STAR” in big letters with a star graphic silkscreened in glitter ink. Funny how she wore that while out with her folks on a Sunday. Spoiled little tramp, I thought to myself.

After that, we bushwacked up the mountain ridge a quarter mile or so. Looking down, you could just barely make out the creek that fed the pond where little Miss Porn Star suffered with mumsy and daddy Warbucks — trying to reconnect with their recalcitrant trampy brat. The creek at this point was practically a narrow gorge and I voiced doubt to my fishing buddy about ever getting down there with breaking a leg or worse — which would be snapping your very expensive boron fly rod (which I’d done before).

My buddy insisted “C’mon man, you can do it. You’re not chicken, are you?” Famous last words between men since the beginning of human language or even when we only grunted at each other.

The slope was something like 60 degrees. We held our over-priced fly rods up under our stinky armpits, with the rods swinging behind us like whip antennas, and slid sideways down Billy Goat style, grabbing at saplings to keep ourselves from going ass over tea kettle down into the gorge. I could see the newspaper headlines now “idiot fly fisherman plunge to grisly deaths, wives and girlfriends beset with grief.” That is, if they ever found our critter picked-over corpses, which I doubted.

Somehow we made it. And with our fly rods still intact, no less. If you break your rod, your fishing day is over. Which is why you’re there, pretty much. Like the German Wermacht soldiers used to say to captured US dog faces or the dead, “for you, the war is over.” I always thought that was cruelly poetic. Sure, you might have to resort to faggy bird watching, but catching nice fish is why you busted your lily White ass getting there!

Usually, my bud and I would take turns fishing each pool as we hopscotched up the creek, since water like this only allowed one at a time, without spooking the prey. Since I went along with the crazy idea, I got first dibs from where we came in at.

I made my way up the moss-covered boulders and fallen timber like I’ve done millions of times before. I got up to the next pool and took a moment to survey the scene and plot my strategy. I was struck immediately that it looked like a beautiful oil painting, say one by the English pastoralist John Constable or the American master of glowing glazes, Maxfield Parrish (always a big favorite).

The pool wasn’t very big, maybe 20, 25 yards across max. At the head was a boisterous little waterfall, say 3 or 4 feet wide and about the same up and down. A few yards below that was a small rocky, sandy island with a small tree that somehow managed to find purchase. It was a beautiful red Japanese maple, improbable in this environment, or maybe it was a northern sugar maple, I don’t know. Perhaps a whirlwind picked up a spore somewhere down below in the suburbs and dropped it way up here. It’s trunk was twisted and gnarled like a carefully cultivated Bonsai at a Shinto Buddhist monastery — undoubtedly from having to eke out a sorry living in a place like that. A shaft of sunlight broke through the trees, bathing the entire scene in glorious majesty.

Most pool bottoms are muddy, silty places but not this heavenly one. For some reason, the bottom was covered in a multi-colored bed of smooth quartzite gravel, casting off beams of light up through the crystal clear water, adding another insane level to the beauty. The place probably hadn’t been fished by man for years, or maybe even never. A truly virginal piece of fishing real estate. But like women, you never really know.

I can still see the place in my memory, even after fishing countless little brookie pools before and since.

After taking in the incredible beauty, I flicked my favorite general purpose Brook Trout fly (Yankee Doodle Coachman I think they call it) upstream of the little island, right in the foam at the base of the waterfall and let it curly-cue down the current. Whammo! I immediately hooked one. A hungry brookie was stationed right off the little island with the improbable Japanese maple bonsai.

After a nice little tussel (brookies fight great for such little fish), I brought him to bay. As I gently held him in my hand, I carefully removed from his mandible my special barbless fly hook I use to tie with. Like all brook trout, he or she was beautifully colored — those red circled purple spots on his flanks glowed iridescent in the shadowy sunlight. I quietly slid him back into the water.

Sayanora little guy. And thanks for getting me to come here.

I sat my White butt down on a rock, no longing caring to fish that day and forgot all about the women out there who love giving men hell over the most stupid, trivial crap, or sullen Miss Porn Star and her perplexed parents paying for her big time college education. I took out my compact binoculars and started bird watching. Most likely I took a healthy swig of bourbon from my beat-up old flask and smoked a ciggy butt or two. Maybe I could spot a red-headed woodpecker, or possibly even the fabled flying squirrel in a beautiful place like that.

Naw, that part probably isn’t true.* Knowing me, I would have fished another upstream pool, or two, or three, I’m sure.

*Fishermen are known big liars but the above is as true as I can remember it. If it was a lie, I would’ve included an encounter with a Bigfoot or at least some naked hippies tripping out on purple haze (another true story for another day). I write this here because it’s my playhouse and I can write about any damn thing that strikes my fancy or pisses me the hell off!

 

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34 Responses to I’ll Take Trout Over Trampy Twits Anytime

  1. Ronnie Waters says:

    You should submit your story to Field and Stream HAHA.

  2. INCOG MAN says:

    There’s no way anything of mine would ever get published in today’s jewed up media.

  3. Red Pill says:

    we are all talking into the wind.
    the wind of denial is the hot air of ignorance.
    people believe what makes them feel secure in there own minds.
    the day they awaken will also be the time of their death.
    spiritual death precedes physical death

    fishing season will soon be closed.
    the signs are every where.

  4. protocolsRtrue says:

    Free hbo weekend for directv customers. “They Live” starts at 9:30. Kind of an oddball 80’s cult movie.

  5. Red Pill says:

    ZIONIST WATCH REVEALS ALEX JONES

    “The Establishment Hates Trump” – REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY – & The Alex Jones Deception 2.0
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cEv3Sc7qh4Q&t=0s

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cu2ukOUzgaM

  6. carnac123 says:

    It is good to get away from it all for a while and go into nature and marvel at what God has made. Hunting or fishing is good for the soul even if you catch or kill nothing. You are out there observing how the whole world once was and grow an appreciation for it. I have actually had my sites on a 10 point buck before and did not kill him. I am not a tree hugger and have killed my share of deer but something about that old buck made me let him live longer. He was a proud forest dweller who seemed to be so relaxed in his element and I decided he belonged to the forest,…not me.

  7. Didn’t catch anything for dinner?
    The story would be better of you fought off an Indian attack at the end.
    Just a suggestion.

  8. INCOG MAN says:

    Blacks have ZERO appreciation of the natural world. That’s why you never see them backpacking, deep woods camping or fly fishing. Liberals have realized this, so they claim national parks to be a symbol of White privilege. Truth of the matter is that blacks are lazy and selfish animals when you get down to brass tacks.

    Ridiculous when you see them in TV commercials out in Mother Nature.

  9. INCOG MAN says:

    You might see them fishing off piers so they can have themselves a greasy fish fry (God, do they love those) but never do they have any real intellectual interest in the natural world. I saw a TV commercial the other day where they had a black guy doing fine pencil drawings of wildlife in Africa. Yeah, right.

  10. INCOG MAN says:

    Blacks suck so much, it’s embarrassing we have idiot liberals who can’t see it.

  11. anon says:

    Why get your panties in a twist about nasty negroes? If we ever can take care of the jew problem, the negro problem would solve itself overnight. You got rope?

    Although Klassen is totally wrong on a few things, like cannabis, he is spot on about most things. If we spend all our time focused on the crimes of niggers and jews and muds…well there won’t be any time left to get together and do something about it. Enough is fucking enough with these filthy creatures. Let’s go and get them.
    The White Man’s Bible http://billsropesupply.com/BenKlassen-TheWhiteMansBible.pdf

  12. anon says:

    False flag watch is now active.

    Operation Gotham Shield: U.S. Gov’t To “Simulate Nuke Blast Over Manhattan” As Actual War Nears
    http://www.activistpost.com/2017/04/operation-gotham-shield-u-s-govt-simulate-nuke-blast-manhattan-actual-war-nears.html

    If they do pull something like this it’s time to ‘Move Out’.

  13. Nice piece of writing, Incog. It brightened my day. It would definitely fit, sans the race realism, as a field and stream piece. God, I would love to know where that little piece of heaven is. Guess: you were somewhere in the mountains of Tennessee or the Carolinas. I have always loved adventuring and exploring in nature myself. There is plenty to explore in the North and for a little it’s what I thought you were describing, until you mentioned a “northern sugar maple.”

  14. Morris Deeds says:

    Dr. Duke Says Julian Assange Should Be Honored as One of World’s Greatest Heroes for Peace and Freedom!
    Hero
    https://davidduke.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/assange-hero.jpg

  15. Morris Deeds says:

    INCOG MAN says:
    April 22, 2017 at 1:13 pm

    Blacks suck so much, it’s embarrassing we have idiot liberals who can’t see it.

    How do you know if a Shine has been in a Park or Mexcrement: they’ll be
    “human trash sprawled about!” Why do these people prefer polluting
    when their are fucking trash cans everywhere! They should make new
    21 Th Century Commercial with a pack of Spooks or Mexcrements
    throwing trash out their car window and a Native American is there, with a
    tear in his eye, while right behind him, a Chabad-Lubavitch has a smile on his
    face, like “we’ve almost completed our destruction of yet another beautiful
    White Christian country!”

    http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=commercial+in+70s+of+indian+crying+at+trash&view=detail&mid=F361E5FB5FAE4E49EA07F361E5FB5FAE4E49EA07&FORM=VIRE

    Right behind “Running Tear” is this monster smiling:
    http://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.EblnuxuO3O8Cv5GvP1_nmwEUEs&w=214&h=220&c=7&qlt=90&o=4&pid=1.7

  16. Morris Deeds says:

    Incog Man There you are that Hindu bitch running South Carolina demand
    Confederate Flag to come down from all state building , once statues
    removed of Southern heroes, yet she finds no fault with their
    Apartheid and 400 years of Slavery of Blacks right??
    (Why she stays off your RADAR for Zio Sycophants I don’t know?)

    Nikki Haley is a political maniac and psychopath

    By Jonas E. Alexis on April 21, 2017

    If Nikki Haley wants to be brutally honest about the conflict in the Middle East, then she needs to stop being an Israeli puppet.

    “I pledge allegiance to the Israeli flag of Palestine, and to AIPAC for which it stands.”
    http://www.veteranstoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/04/US-Israel_Horo-e1490666626203.jpg

    There are many crazy politicians in this world. And if you haven’t figured that out yet, then start studying the Israel/Palestine conflict. The astonishing hypothesis is that many of those people seem to be deliberately insane, which is really scary. Liel Leibovitz of Tablet magazine declared last October that Benjamin Netanyahu—yes, Netanyahu—“deserves the Nobel Peace Prize.”[1]

    According to Leibovitz, Netanyahu “sought out peaceful solutions when violent ones were ready at hand”; He “helped bring stability to a region submerged in chaos”; he also “curbed the worst angels that everywhere guide the hearts of men and pursued the path of least bloodshed and suffering.”[2] Obviously this is an infallible sign of delusion, which Leibovitz perpetuates throughout his article. It gets even more interesting:

    More below:
    http://www.veteranstoday.com/2017/04/21/nikki-haley-is-a-political-maniac-and-psychopath/

  17. Morris Deeds says:

    once statues, typo should read” she wants statues of Southern War Heroes
    removed”

  18. INCOG MAN says:

    AOTHP: Could of been a northern sugar maple blown south or a Japanese maple, don’t know for sure. I got a bonsai Jap maple in my yard and it looked like that.

  19. INCOG MAN says:

    Morris Deeds: That Nikki Haley street shitter is gonna pay from her own pocket the cost of putting up the stars and bars again — all over the south. Our people are going to make her do the grunt work, too. Bitch.

  20. American born says:

    Niggers are afraid of the woods. I have heard many niggers say this. They also hate water sports and are deathly afraid of the swimming, especially in the ocean.

  21. Johnny Draco says:

    Did you know?

    The “father of video games” is the Jew Ralph H. Baer. Blizzard Entertainment CEO is the Jew Michael Morhaime. Producer of one of the most violent video games ever is the Jew Michael Jaret. Activision CEO is the Jew Robert Kotick. Vivendi CEO is the Jew Jean Bernard Levy. Bethesda Softworks is owned by Zenimax whose CEO is the Jew Robert Altman. Riot Games are run by the Jews Brandon Beck and Marc Merrill.

    There are many more of course. These are just some of the most known gaming companies which control the minds and souls of the young today. Video games, just like the news or the television, are a seriously dangerous media outlet which the Jews have taken over.

    More @
    http://www.renegadetribune.com/jewish-narrative-starcraft/

  22. Red Pill says:

    Ivanka is officially ‘First Daughter’ as White House reveals full plans for German trip where she will mourn Holocaust victims

    While in Berlin she will appear alongside German Chancellor Angela Merkel and pay tribute to Holocaust victims

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4430718/White-House-reveals-plans-Ivanka-s-Germany-trip.html#ixzz4f4bUj4rw

    Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-4430718/White-House-reveals-plans-Ivanka-s-Germany-trip.html#ixzz4f4a8zSTs
    Follow us: @MailOnline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook

  23. Red Pill says:

    HOW IS THIS ALLOWED TO HAPPEN IN THIS DAY AND AGE?!

    fake news is from fake jews

    These paedophile, Saturn, Satan, Cube, Baphomet worshipping, blood letting, child sacrificing liars need to be taken out

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kDZa__3kGOg (6:16)

  24. protocolsRtrue says:

    Today in history tidbit.

    1014
    King Brian of Ireland murdered by Vikings

    Brian Boru, the high king of Ireland, is assassinated by a group of retreating Norsemen shortly after his Irish forces defeated them.

    Brian, a clan prince, seized the throne of the southern Irish state of Dal Cais from its Eogharacht rulers in 963. He subjugated all of Munster, extended his power over all of southern Ireland, and in 1002 became the high king of Ireland. Unlike previous high kings of Ireland, Brian resisted the rule of Ireland’s Norse invaders, and after further conquests his rule was acknowledged across most of Ireland. As his power increased, relations with the Norsemen on the Irish coast grew increasingly strained. In 1013, Sitric, king of the Dublin Norse, formed an alliance against Brian, featuring Viking warriors from Ireland, the Hebrides, the Orkneys, and Iceland, as well as soldiers of Brian’s native Irish enemies.

    On April 23, 1014, Good Friday, forces under Brian’s son Murchad met and annihilated the Viking coalition at the Battle of Clontarf, near Dublin. After the battle, a small group of Norsemen, flying from their defeat, stumbled on Brian’s tent, overcame his bodyguards, and murdered the elderly king. Victory at Clontarf broke Norse power in Ireland forever, but Ireland largely fell into anarchy after the death of Brian.

  25. Morris Deeds says:

    ‘Happy Days’ star Erin Moran dies at 56

    She talked later on, how the producers “ripped off” cast members of “Happy Days”
    (you know who she was alluding to???). Their royalties were PEANUTS, yet
    the show is in syndication all over the world, still bring them in their SHEKELS
    for the producers and ABC Network.

    https://www.aol.com/article/entertainment/2017/04/23/erin-moran-happy-days-dies-56/22051720/

  26. Banjo_Billy says:

    Very nice read, Incogman. Very nice. Brings back numerous memories of cool woods and flashing water that I’ve fished and prospected here in California. In my younger days, you could actually drink the sweet water from the Sierra creeks. But now, with so many Mexicans and Orientals shitting in the watershed, you risk dysentery for drinking the water. But the fishing here is still great. Thanks for the story.

  27. Banjo_Billy says:

    What about that story of meeting naked hippies in the woods?

  28. Morris Deeds says:

    Morris Deeds says:
    Your comment is awaiting moderation.
    April 23, 2017 at 11:39 am

  29. Morris Deeds says:

    Ivanka is officially ‘First Daughter’ as White House reveals full plans for German trip where she will mourn Holocaust victims

    While in Berlin she will appear alongside German Chancellor Angela Merkel and pay tribute to Holocaust victims

    We, Americkwa ethnically cleansed 25 million Native Americans, no Holocaust
    museums for them, though, only Jewish life matters in our historical narrative!

  30. Morris Deeds says:

    The Occidental Observer:
    On the SPLC and Their Lies: The Harassment of Andrew Anglin
    April 19, 2017 — 75 Comments
    Andrew Joyce, Ph.D.

    “The Jew cries out in pain as he strikes you.”
    Polish Proverb

    In what is sure to be the biggest legal assault on free speech this year, news has emerged that the Southern Poverty Law Center is orchestrating a lawsuit against leading Alt-Right media figure Andrew Anglin. The text of the suit alleges that Anglin orchestrated a harassment campaign against Tanya Gersh, a Jewish realtor residing in Whitefish, Montana, that involved “invasion of privacy, intentional infliction of emotional distress, and violation of Montana’s Anti-Intimidation Act.”

    More below:
    http://www.theoccidentalobserver.net/2017/04/on-the-splc-and-their-lies-the-harassment-of-andrew-anglin/

  31. Denys Picard says:

    Phillip is such a literary lesbian…never thaught he could qualify for an Occidental Observer Essay. Quite interesting turn. While reading, I could not but remember this great picture of Gorsuch and Scalia, faces cracking with the biggest smiles, and in full fly fishing “accoutrement”…Gorsuch got a little lesson on Supreme’s corruption last week…he had to endure Alito confess that until Supremes get their enveloppes..every and any case is very very very complicated…Unless your name is Scalia or Gorsuch, and you actually believe in the Constitution.

  32. I was in the high peaks of the Adirondacks this weekend. Partly inspired by this essay and partly by the glorious day I pulled off the exit on that whim. I thought I might take a little stroll but found a trailhead for one of the high peaks. I decided on hiking in for some distance but after a while thought I might go all the way to the summit. It was rough hiking. The trails in the Adirondacks, being of a simpler vintage, go straight up the slope, no switchbacks. When you’re on the mountain slope proper you heave your knees up to get them on to the next large rock or small boulder that makes up the decades and decades-old washed out trail. There’s also open granite slickrock. Passing a half-frozen alpine lake of several acres in size, a few cliffs, crossing a few tossing streams, and going through different ecozones along the way -ascending, the air gets rarer and the view wider and wider- I got up to an auxiliary summit at somewhere over 4000 feet and was going to go for the main summit on the other side of the deep saddle that separated the two. My better judgement prevailed though and I called it off. There was a steep ascent down the saddle and back up – both ways of course. The trail at that point was covered in one to two feet of dicey corn snow. Several groups passed me on their way down but I didn’t pass anyone on the way up. No one passed me either. I may have been the only one left on the mountain. The sky was that deep, clean blue that tends a little toward violet. When you gaze at the sky beyond a conifer bough there is no way to tell where it begins or where it ends. I was glad I was up there and also thankful for my wisdom in not trying to bag that peak just so I could put the feather in my hat. I had been rewarded. There were about 20 cars or so around the side of the road when I started and when I got back down there were four or five and I knew at least a couple of them belonged to people rock climbing on the cliffs on the opposite side of the road.

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