I've become an avid Artic Grayling fisherman.
I brought my fishing gear to work.Fridays I get up at 4:30, begin work at 6 am, and work till 2:30. I get on the Denali Park access bus at our main lodge. It goes to 3 stops; Wilderness Acess Center, Visitors Center, and Horsehoe Lake. As I enter the bus with my vest, fly rod, and camo shirt, the tourist see me as a local guide. I end up having a group of about 6, follow me down the hill. I point out the beaver dams. Then one beaver swims up and climbs over the dam, in full view of the tourists. I take time to show the "lower 48'ers" around, then begin fishing.
I catch many small grayline. They hit the fly like a rocket. I catch the biggest one yet, about 14 inches.
I become the only one on the lake, as I am fishing there are beavers all around swimming with large branches, I can hear them like squirrels chewing on logs, loudly slapping their tails. All of a sudden there is a tremendous splash a few hundred yards ahead in the shallow water. Its a Moose. In the shallow water it stand there, sticking its head in the water to eat grass, swwimming to deeper water.
It is a magnificant scene!
Female moose...there was something walking on the shoeline...a Lynx?..the baby moose?
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