Well, all, the skies of Montana told it all upon the departure of the Wonderful Twos yesterday...within hours thereafter, the theretofore bluebird upper reaches clouded up and, later that day, thunder and lightening were accompanied by (a) a several-hour-long power outage here at Extravaganza Headquarters and (b) a night-long dumping of river-altering rains. Indeed, Twos, once again, you have left your special, indelible mark on these environs...in fact, not even the evening's rains dampened the sounds of your peals of laughter which, even yet, echo from the surrounding Extravagant trees!
After two [count 'em!} days of "tune up", Da Twos (finally!) got down to fisning business on their third day of fishing and began to light up the surrounding scoreboards. Witness the delivery of three entries into our Twenty Inch Club: (a) the Rogers' au pair, Gisela's 20" bull trout ([appropriately for Da Twos] shown above twice: Once with her doffed honorary Yellow Hat so awarded to her later that day and earlier streamside with her bounty); (b) Brian "Deer Me" McLeran's 20 1/4" bull trout (aslo benefiting him an honory Yellow Hat for his Napa auction purchase of an E-10 "free ride"; and (c) Kelley "Windy" Kinglsand's [larger] 21" rainbow--you can also see her above appropritely adorned with her "Sherlock Holmes' style" wearing of her two [count 'em!] won Yellow Hats together with her Yellow Shirt awarded for her Day Two even larger take.
When all of the whining was put aside (see Tom "Sockeye" Thornhill receipt of Day Three's Cry Dye Award from Ms. Lori for his bemoaned-of tale of visiting a yarn shop at the behest of bride Melissa enroute to the rivers..."..four boats passed us while we were there"), there was nothing but smiles and braggadocia spread around Da Two's evening report from the boats--a report that lasted well over an hour and a half (much to the chagrin of our Hostess With The Mostess, Kocktail Kathy, I might add). Witness even "Still Will" Burke and his Gang of Four telling of fish aboard--even rookie "Fishless Canadian Tom" Pogue landed his first fish of the trip--a "whopping 10" borwn--while "Colorado Duane" Primozich (try saying that name three times quickly, or even once correctly!) and sidekick T.J. "Nameless"McIntyre told of "catching Montana trout on a dry fly, checking off a box for me" while (i) Floridians "Joe Da Dish King" Samillano and bride "Tracie Sue" told of dancing with bull trout on the magnificent "Blackroot" river [some things just don't change, gang![ along side co-Floridians "Ballast Bobby" and Kelley "Windy" Kinglsand who told of the latter's 19" brown and "somewhere between 20 3/4" and 20 7/8" brownfish" while hubby Ballast did the balancing and photo work of the day; (ii) the SS Pollywog vessel of Paul "Woodchuck" Green and Dean "Follow Me" Donohue told of "dancing with a bullfrog fish...a 'swimmy thing' that chased 'a whitey fish' right onto the bank" and (iii) the SS McLeran spanked one 20 bull trout a ala brother "Deer Me" while other brother Ralph appropriately adorned himself with his new Extravaganza name, "Mr. Botangles".
Yes, folks, the renaming of Montana's bevy of prideful rivers and fish was so bizarre that, mid-report, Da Twos decided to engender their own language (something that seemed to happen Darwinian all on its own, however) to be known as "Tattooese" and to be chronicled in a sacred tome of biblical proportions by "Follow Me" as its designated scribe forever to be known as (appropriately given by "Deer Me" McLeran in recognition of Bob Wire's lyrical handling of "The Woodchuck Sanction") "The Shit List"!! Tut, tut, Two-Twos!
Meanwhile, cruising down the "Bitterblackroot River" [see The Shit List for further definition] was the rest of Dem Twos with Ken and Candy Deemer telling of swimming therein after landing a 16" brown (this being Candy's first fly fishing adventure ever!); the post-yarn-store Thornhills telling a fishing yarn Mellisa's catchphrasing "the 'Extra' in Extravaganza" (boy, I sure missed that wonderful phrase for nearly eight years now!) along with a dozen fish; father-son combo of Doug "Popeye" Hamilton and "Fire Pit Ryan" boasting a similar (but yarnless) day on the West Fork of the "Bitterblackroot" and yarning of outfitter's mascot Buddy fishing rod-in-mouth while sitting in the front of the boat;; and the Rogers-Johnson duo speaking of 20 such "swimmy things" in their Bitterblackfoot boat on dry flies.
The story of Day Three for Da Twos was clearly that of "Shanna Bannana" Rogers with her charge Gisela--a story of a young woman on her fist fishing trip ever dancing with a 20" bull trout that literally chased the 4" squafish that Gisela had earlier landed and let dangle on her line--a story that told of chase and consumption with the bull ending up on the longer but shorter line of the story "right after the put in".
Bravo, bravo, bravo...as I always say, "the fish catch you, not visa versa!""
So, whereas the Ones left Extrvaganzaland trashed (see earlier post-One garbage posting), Da Twos leave us in stitches with newly named Montana rivers to alter every future-drawn map of the great state of Montana and a whole school of newly defined "swimmy things" that will forever alter pectoral definitional coding. As we did with the Ones, we salute Da Twos on their (ad)venture here in God's own backyard and now anxiously await the arrival of the veteran-clad Threes--a blessed event to occur with the advent of tomorrow's morn.
Best to all from "swimmy thing" scene of it all,
Rock Creek Ron
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