A Wild Animal Encounter

Rattlesnakes

I was in the mountains of Montana fishing on ahhh… river, when I looked up to see a bunch of lost flies on a bush near the side of the river. I began taking them off of the bush when I made a scary discovery. Excerpt take from the story, “Christmas in July.”

‘There was a streamer up toward the top of the bush that required him to pull some of the branches down, which caused the higher branches to come closer to his grasp. his fingers finally took hold of it and pulled it loose from the bush.

Bobby found that this streamer was still ties to the fishing line that cast it into the bush. It took a few moments to unravel what appeared to be the entire leader from the poor fisherman’s fly line. Seeing this as a lesson of the importance of tying good knots, Bobby reached to his vest to clip the line and free the streamer to place it in his hat. He looked down to find the nippers attached to his vest and when he did his heart leaped in shock, for as he pulled the leader down toward the nippers, a thin hairy object seemed to rise up from the water’s surface and hover there, as if waiting to strike if further provoked. Rattlesnakes being prevalent in the area, Bobby decided that this was no gift after all, and he waited patiently while his insides finished doing laps around his trapezious-hulahoopious.

After what seemed like hour, but was only a few seconds, of remaining motionless; certain that any unprovoked move would cause the beast to strike, Bobby began to release the line, which caused the hairy terror to sink back into the water. Curiosity getting the better of him, he pulled on the line again, which caused the “critter” to reemerge. Feeling that the dangerhad passed, Bobby was about to cut the line just to be done with the situation so he could get back to his fancy berry picking, but decided opted against it to pull up the line so animals would not get caught up in it. In doing so, the “critter” put in a showing once again, and shocked Bobby to the core. Because what he once thought was a viper, sent to do him in, was in fact a whole complete fly rod and reel; complete with fly line. He picked up his other rod and was about to head to the van when he saw his fishing buddy Conrad, who was just now coming around the corner of a trail on his way to the snack cooler. Observing Bobby holding two fly rods, and seeing an opportunity to razz his buddy. He keyed his mic, saying.

“Hey Bobby, you can only fish with one rod, what are you thinking using two?”

Bobby stared at the rod and reel combos in his hands, and was disgusted. The one he found in the river was covered in silt and looked to be quite a mess. Setting them both down as he decided to wait for his friend, he wiped the goop off his hand before grabbing up the walkie-talkie.

“I just found it in the river. I thought it was a snake.” He said.

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About urbangrizzly

I am presently working on a project titled "The Urban Grizzly Bait Shop." I have long considered opening my own bait shop, and I have found the perfect location for this one... my imagination.
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