Here, you might not catch a whopper, but if you catch anything at all from the thin margins of southern Appalachian streams, it will be beautiful—including the blooming rhododendrons.
Here, brook trout generally survive only in the headwaters but on rare occasions make it beyond the falls and share habitat with other salmonids, including self-sustaining browns. On even rarer occasions, brookies and browns, fish of differing genera, procreate and yield the hybrid tiger trout—and you want to catch one.
Here, in order to catch a tiger, you’ll need a
knowledge of the streams that hold both browns
and brookies—and your best bow cast. You may
fish all day, even a lifetime, without catching
a tiger. But there, as your fly drifts adjacent an
undercut bank, you see movement, marbled
skin, and a belly the color of the chanterelles you
picked earlier. You see a rise, a take! When you
bring the fish to hand, you know one thing—you
have found the tiger’s lair. Yeah, that’s worth a
cold one before the ride home .
Several years ago, David Cannon left the staff of Gray’s Sporting Journal and has since become a globe-trotting photographer. He spent a day in the mountains of North Georgia fishing with Carter Morris (firstname.lastname@example.org),a long-time Appalachian flyfishing guide. See more of David’s fine work at davidcannonphotography.com.