One doesn't often think of salmon as toothy critters, but this old chinook had quite a set of canines. Personally, I would hate to get caught in a territorial battle with one of these guys. My green yarn fly likely didn't enjoy it much either...this guy liked his space.
Unfortunately, the coho were absent. I didn't even see a fish roll, so I was thankful for the chinook for breaking up the monotony. First salmon of the season for me...it felt pretty good.
with the weather holding and the coho hiding in the big river waiting on rain, I plan on getting out for carp one more time this year.
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4 comments:
Nice! Man can not live on carp alone.
Whoa, never seen one with chompers like that! Hope you brought some forceps to that battle.
Awesome! Those teeth are pretty nuts.
Good job! Hope it fought well.
Gregg
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