The search for Freak Nasty

17 Nov

Freak Nasty is defined as: Describing something vulgar or exceeding the norm of acceptable nasty content.

Example : “dude, did you see the wedgie on that fat chick”… Yeah that was Freak Nasty

Ok, well we have our own definition of Freak Nasty.

Bent Rods definition: Describing one nasty looking fish, usually obese, disgustingly big, and almost always sports one mean looking kype. One that prefers its meals large, and as many women as it can get.

With visions of Freak Nasty on our minds the BRM crew and I loaded the wagon headed North. We had three days and miles of water to cover. It was gonna be a blitzkrieg style trip, little sleep, lots of junk food, and the smell of rotten salmon.

$5.00 if you take one bite!

We spent three days fishing our asses off. We woke well before dawn to hit the water before the hoards, we explored new stretches of water, we tied on countless flies.  The fishing wasn’t easy, most of the fish had seen everything but the kitchen sink, and the unusually warm weather and blue bird skies took a toll on the fishing. Like most people we stocked a small flyshop in our packs, but as luck would have it, we were back at the vise concocting new patterns to doop those wary fish.

For those who haven’t fished Western NY, the land is flat, the corn, cabbage, apples, and roads are endless. There are countless tribs flowing into Lake Ontario, and some of the biggest baddest browns, steelhead, and salmon around. The area is best described as poor mans Patagonia, with a strong emphasis on poor mans, as the crowds will give you nightmares.

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Most of the trip was a blur, I am not sure if it was the lack of sleep due to Murphy’s snoring, or the visions of my hands around Mitch’s throat for stealing the net and costing me the fish of the trip. It was a crazy three days, fish were lost, rods were broke, and after a slow, slow first day on the water we re- grouped and found Freak Nasty, not just one but many. I learned one thing, never let Mitch carry the net, he will stick the proverbial knife in your back every time. Mitch is now known as D-bag (Sorry Dave, you have been promoted).

Here is a collection of our Freak Nasty pictures from the trip.

Ryan

One of the little ones

Mr. Freak Nasty

Murph's Atlantic

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Chrome

Is that a shark or a steelhead?

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There were still a few around.

Butter.

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I think I crapped my pants! Seriously, I feel something wet!

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5 Responses to “The search for Freak Nasty”

  1. bonefishwhisperer November 17, 2009 at 11:02 AM #

    SON!!! you really put the wood 2um this time…thats nasty alright…carry on

    • bentrodmedia November 18, 2009 at 2:02 AM #

      FISH ON BROTHER!!! Thanks for the PROPS!

  2. lsu flyfisher November 17, 2009 at 11:52 PM #

    wish I was 25 years younger when I got the addiction to the fly rod so I could chase dreams like you guys.

    • bentrodmedia November 18, 2009 at 2:04 AM #

      We set out each trip with the mindset to capture the moment and bring it back to share with those who are unable to get there. Keep it REEL brother!!!

  3. MLB November 19, 2009 at 1:07 PM #

    Real men dont need nets…

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