There’s a great way to memorialize your trophy fish
By Skip Clement
I used to have a big den with fish mounts. It seemed a worthwhile thing to do – commemoratives of angling days past — billfish swords, all the Pacific and an Atlantic salmon mount.
It turns out I was no better than the clowns that mount their range kills: a black panther shot in a tree guarding its kill; a male elephant’s tusk and ears, died while protecting the herd, and so on – it all sounds so ludicrous.