The Little Laramie – Through my Eyes
12-year-old Garrett Hayden fishes the Little Laramie River in Wyoming all the time. It’s his home water. He knows it stone cold and here’s what he has to say about it.
[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he secluded Little Laramie River in Wyoming will blow your mind – as well as your expectations – with many amazing things. Calm sights and sounds seem like there is no city around for 100 miles. If you catch a nice fat rainbow it could mean tomorrow’s breakfast. Meanwhile, the small river flows on its way to new places.
The blue-green river winds every which way like a snake in the woods. There are many green plants lining the long, sandy riverbank. As you walk, you also might hear the loud squawking of a heron or a mud swallow living on the splintering barn wall. The rushing of the chilly river desensitizes you as it moves along without a care in the world.
If you do catch a slippery 8-inch rainbow, it makes an amazing fish breakfast. As you lay the filleted fish into the sizzling bacon grease, it makes an appetizing sound like the snapping of sticks. Afterward, the cooked rainbow will melt in your mouth like butter on a hot sidewalk. The fish also falls apart on your fork. It is a grand feast.
