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It’s summer on the tundra and there seems to be endless amount of light, bugs, no people, no roads, more bugs, a few bears and oh yea, a couple hundred thousand native brown trout. The roots run deep here, as most of the world’s population of Brown Trout stem from these fish and their near by relatives. In a land that has yet to be invaded by the weekend warriors, this fishing requires helicopters, great hiking boots, and plenty of stealth along the rivers edge.
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