A tough "bluebird" Group Two, Day Two is now in the record books but not without Da Two's first entry onto the Twenty Inch Club...but, as is nearly always the case with the wonderful Tattoos, last things first:
Over the past extravagant years, I have had nothing but trouble getting boats off the water in a timely manner (to wit: 6:00 p.m.)...no longer the case, however, as ably demonstrated by Dem Twos last evening: With the Twp's Hooter's bar tab escalating by (literally) hundreds of dollars on a daily basis (it seems that the "first boats in" have, indeed, caught on that the menu and bar is their dream--one without financial consequences!) and E-10's policy now (effectively) being that the first boat in "opens the tab" and the last boat in "pays the tab", Da Tattoos not only racked up an Extraganza record $460 (pre- tip!) open food and bar ticket but the last night the "last boat in" arrived (get this!) at 5:45 p.m. [that's 15 minutes early, all!!) with (a) not-quite-fully-understanding boat captain Lori "The Fawn" Ware proclaiming, "Whoopee, I always wanted to the the winner...clearly the rest of you don't get out much!" and (b) her sardonic guide. Evan "Beaver Man" Philippe responding to a RCR inquiry of any guilt on his part with, "No worry--it's not my tab!" To the rescue came the wonderful Mr. Rogers who not only picked up the tab (and tip) for Ms. Lori but also commented on the probable lack of a guide tip the next day for the sardonic one!
The reports from the boats on Day Two told more of both the Bitterroot and Blackfoot Rivers yet being in transition mode and, for the one boat that ventured out onto the yet-chocolate-brown Clark Fork, that this is a river yet to avoid. These reports, however, were preceded with a protest by Paul "Woodchuck" Green over the propriety of his RCR-designated name--a matter of such import that it is worthy of and receives its own separate blogsite posting--needless to say, however, the protest found its proper situs, namely as one appropriately withdrawn after all of the evidence was submitted...Da Twos now know just"how much wood can a Woodchuck chuck if a Woodchuck..."!!
Back to the fin-driven relevancy of it all, simply stated, the second day for Da Twos was one of unbridled hilarity. On the one hand photos separately posted on Der Blog show well the riverside antics of "Da Winner" Fawn Lori--complete with her just-caught rainbow literally tie-dyed in her arms, and on the other(s) with (i) "Canadian Tom" Pogue proclaiming, "Fly fishing is frgging hard" [thereafter winning him Ms. Lori's daily Cry-Dye award to "he who protesteth too much]; (ii) Dean "Follow Me" Donohue proclaiming that his "bass set" proved ineffective for those "trout swimming things" [btw, sorry for misspelling your handle yesterday, Follow Me!]; (iii) the McLeran Bros. proudly describing (in unnecessary detail) their {multiple] "tangles of the day"--it seems that brother Ralph would catch a fish right after each tangle...gee, Uncle Ralph, just think how many "swimmy things" thee might catch without them, Mr. Botangles!; (iv) "Still Will" Burke proclaiming that he now has caught "infinity plus one" fish (i.e., his first E-10 fish, a beaut of a 16" rainbow); (v) the duo of T.J. and "Colorado Duane" proudly claiming title to their "infinity plus two" day; and (vi) Doug "Popeye" Hamilton proclaiming that he was sure that outfitter John "The Great But Propaneless" sure had "big cohones to take us out on the Clark Fork today and, equally as sure, does not have big enough ones to do that again tomorrow!!"
Meanwhile back at the fishing ranch, several of the boats of Da Twos even caught fish yesterday, including the S.S. Thornhill up on the Blackfoot and the S.S. Samillano down on the Bitterroot--each boasting prideful second days, each for the second day in a row, I might add. But the big boat of the day was that of Bobby and Kelley Kingsland (or should I say, "of Kelley Kingsland"!), for, after a first night's kicking herself in the butt for missing "a bunch of them fish" "Windy Kelley" (so now named for her first night's cursing of Montana's Mariah) "kicked butt" on the river landing, as shown above, not only a gorgeous 19" brown on the Blackfoot "right behind your new house, Ron" but, also, a 21" rainbow beauty, also shown above, now, with only one more day of Tattoo fishing, putting "Windy" [shown above proudly signing into the Twenty Inch Club doffed in yellow--it kinda looks good on her, doesn't it?!?] in the driver's seat for taking home to Florida with her a nice Yellow Shirt to go with her fancy new name..."and they called the wind.....Kelley!!"
Of great interest yet to come this third day of Group Two's fishing is (a) who will "win" the Hooter's bar tab; (b) how big that ever-expanding Tattoo tab will be and (c) with the rivers now settling in but with temps now soaring into the 90's, just how productive Day Three will be for Da Twos.
Best to all in constant awe of it all,
Rock Creek Ron
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