
The Fair Maiden rode out with her stirrups rigged high in belief that that would help her knees. She had been riding prior to the trip and her friend told her that bending the knees would help. The Chief knows better. Upon arrival at the Third Meadow, the Fair Maiden's knees were aching. Hayfever also took over with possibly altitude sickness thrown in. Needless to say, the Fair Maiden was not in fishing shape. The Chief was more than eager to cast over those dumb trout. The Fair Maiden fished a bit and took photos of the Chief nailing trout after trout then retired to the ranger cabin. The Chief stayed close and reluctantly didn't seek out the many pods of cutts that were present in the upper meadow.
Many. many trout were caught during this ungodly trip into the Third Meadow. Just a few years ago, I did not believe that I would ever experience such a trip after suffering several heart attacks. I did feel sorry for the Fair Maiden as the return trip really upset the knees. We were to enjoy pizza and beer at the Miner's Saloon in Cooke City, MT for supper but I had to grille chicken breasts and serve the Fair Maiden in bed. We finished off a six-pack of Lang Creek Brewery's Fish On, a full-bodied Montana summer ale to wash down the trail dust and the Maiden's Motrins.
The Chief and Tim Bowers engaged in serious conversation throughout the trip on various subjects such as those damn wolves, killing feral cats and dogs, PETA, Obama, grilling steaks, griz, the virtues of elk meat, crazy people and the benefits of riding American Mammoth Jackstock rather than those bone-jarring horses. Tim is a Great American. His outfit is highly recommended and is a Five Star Business endorsed by the RBF Pro Staff.
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