I think they ate the lead in Leadville

So i took a couple days off to go up to Leadville, and I haven't been there in 2 years. Really there is not much to say about the place, its very small, most people are nice, the food is good, and being at 10,200 feet, you get drunk really fast.
The whole plan was to just fish the shit out of the Arkansas River, well I didn't do too much on the river. I did however fish Crystal Lake a bit.



I was at a bar called Silver Dollar Saloon, and met 2 very nice people, Micheal and Holly, Micheal runs a fishing show up in Canada where he eats french fries and mayonnaise.

I was running around the town and ran into some guy who looks as if he hasn't showered in months, gross. He then showed me this pub called Bobbies or some shit like that. I will say the bartender was a good looking girl as all the female bartenders in Leadville. After that I don't remember much, I was hammered.


Ahhhh On to day 2.
So I wake in my shitty hotel room with a hangover that could put a bear to rest. I head over to the Golden Burrow, great place for food I must say, and order a fucking huge omelet with chorizo and cheddar. I know at this point I am not leaving Leadville this day. And trust me that was a good thing.

So off I go trying to kill the hangover I have and holding the omelet in my belly. I fish a bit on the Arkansas and say fuck it I cant deal with being hungover and paying attention to fishing. There for I hit up Crystal lake, where anyone can catch a fish, even Jake Beggy!
And what do I see when I arrive at Crystal lake?!?!?!? I see a girl with a little dog, a fantastic back tribal tattoo, fishing rods, and my opportunity to make a friend in Leadville, yet to find out she lives in Pueblo (bonus). She says her name is Tanya. Her and I start talking about random things, as I pet her dogs back to make her back legs spaz out! I could see that we could become friends quick. Here is the thing, She loves fishing, drinks whiskey, drinks beer, pays attention to baseball, listens to metal, and kicks the shit outta me at pool. Oh did i mention she is gorgeous? Yes, the perfect woman, except for the fact she has never fly fished, but that will change soon, I am going to take her.

The clouds roll in and the storm is brewing, we quickly pack it up and head for our hotels to get cleaned up and ready for dinner and drinks. When I pick her up from her hotel, she is wearing her business suit, DAMN! This girl looks even more so amazing now! I take her to the Golden Burrow, then to Bobbies for drinks. When you walk into Bobbies you see a PBR sign and above that Bail Bonds, weird.
Some drunk fucks are beating the shit outta each other, another drunk asshole is dancing like a retard, and the toothless guy who does not shower is HAMMERED!!!!! Tanya is knocking the shit outta me at pool, she is good I stand no chance. I am having Jim Beam on the rocks and she is drinking whiskey cokes, damn sexy. As she shoots and makes amazing shots, the guys in the bar are can not take their eyes off her. Her wallet gets nicked, but they only take the cash and leave everything else behind, Good and bad. We are done there so we hit up the Silver Dollar, learned much about Leadville there. The bartender took us into the ladies restroom, I have never seen so many photos of naked guys before, and nor do I ever want to again. Yanya and the bartender are hitting it up well, its easy to make friends in Leadville.

Our drinking is done I take her back to her hotel, and she made my visit to Leadville most eventful.

I am back at my hotel bored so I decide to go out drinking again. I go back to Bobbies and when I
walk in Guttermouth was playing on the stereo! Grand time. Some kid decides he wants to fight me. Bad idea, he is a bit taller than I but only about 140lbs. He hits me (dumb ass), so I knock him down with one punch splitting his lip. When you are a skinny guy dont pick a fight with a large Irish fella like myself, especialy when I told him I like to fight and I am damn good at it. So I pick him up and buy him a beer. I am a good Irish man.

Day 3
I pack up my things and make the 3 hour journey back to Deckers.

All in all a great trip can't wait to get back out there again. As you see it was not so much about fishing as it was drinking on this trip to the unknown. But i will say as shitty as it has been in Colorado for me, this was the best time I have had since i have lived here.

-Kyle, who knows Alex hates the caps lock key on a keyboard, thats funny.