Alert Underground Reader and Mega-Babe MK represents something of an enigma to the Trout Underground’s Online Matchmaking Division.
After all, she’s a rep for loads of killer outdoor products, a monster kayaker and a total outdoor babe. Given the largely masochistic, “beat me whip me” nature of most fly fishers, her paddling skills alone should provoke a stampede of panting, slightly hunched fly fishers to her door.
Not only has she displayed excellent literary taste by posting on the Underground, but she even sent the extremely big-brained types here some fly fishing winter caps:
These will keep us warm while we fish the largely vacant Upper Sacramento — making them one of the rare fly fishing gifts capable of performing a useful service.
So — and given her single, babe-alicious status — the riddle is this: What the Hell is Wrong With All You Upper Midwestern Fly Fishers?
Naturally, abject speculation by the rest of the Undergrounders is encouraged.
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I thought you were looking pretty sharp with that “Boyz in da Hood” look you were sporting earlier – remember the bandana knot goes on the right, knot on the left means … well … something bad. kbarton10(Quote)
You brownliners. You’re just so current with the latest gang banger trends. Tom Chandler(Quote)
Like the hats. Where can I buy one?
fsc fishskicanoe(Quote)
Company name is Jytte. Suckers are warm. Tom Chandler(Quote)
Jytte. Pronounced “You-Tay”. You make me blush, Tom. That’s not easy to do when your cheeks are perpetually rosy with 9 degree temps in northern MN. Megan(Quote)
“You-Tay, you say, otay.” Turnip Truck Driver(Quote)