Ian Rutter Proves He’s the Spawn of Satan

by Tom Chandler on November 6, 2008 · 3 comments

Ex-buddy Ian Rutter has been guiding his brains out in Tennessee (something about nine days straight), yet he’s clearly so exhausted by the effort that he still found the energy to taunt me via a photograph of a Giant Brown Trout caught within the confines of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park (where the waters are small, and big fish are exceedingly rare):

Ian Rutter and brown trout
Note the lack of fish-enhancing distortion; what’s he thinking?

Right after I post this, I’m going to change my email address; maybe he’s too tired to find the new one.

See you browsing airline ticket prices, Tom Chandler.

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1 Michael November 7, 2008 at 8:48 am
2 Michael November 7, 2008 at 8:50 am

Another historic occasion: BG Brown  

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3 Tom Chandler November 7, 2008 at 9:40 am

Michael: Cool – that’s a big trout. When those lake runs move up, life can get very interesting very quickly. A few winters ago I caught a 23″ rainbow on the Upper Sac in the winter on a #20 dry, and most of us speculate the big winter fish are actually the remnants of the winter-run steelhead population trapped in Shasta Lake when the dam went up.

No matter how it happens, I’ll take it.  

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