Sometimes you catch fish with such amazing coloration that you can’t help but stare slack-jawed at their beauty. Other fish achieve the same effect with their awesome battle scars. When we’re on the river fly fishing, it’s important to remember we aren’t the only predators fish are actively avoiding. More likely, they’re looking up and running for cover at the sign of one of the many predatory birds that own Montana’s airways. This diving doom is the real reason that fish spook from one too many false casts and your big old shadow as you splash into the run: assault from above most times spells certain death for our one-neuron-away-from-frog-brained friends.
|The scars on the gill plate of this Bitterroot resident show the realities of life for trout:
Eagles of Death Metal come from above, and usually win.
|Talons. Talons everywhere. The chunk of meat missing from this trout’s head didn’t slow it down from it’s next meal.|