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Hands bloodied and soaked from the waist down, Rudyard Kipling was happy. Not just happy, “utterly, supremely, and consummately happy,” the famed author wrote, lying on the bank of the Clackamas River next to the first salmon he’d ever caught.
Today, historians and fishermen say it was actually steelhead Kipling and his two companions nabbed that day in June 1889, but it’s a minor discrepancy in an otherwise fondly written account of the trip that has resonated with anglers and local residents for more than a century.
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