Kook's Tour (1970) - full transcript

(upbeat piano music)

(yelling)

(exploding)

(yelling)

- Oh, oh, oh oh.

- Oh.

(gun shooting)

- Oh.

- Ow.

- You cut the wire.

(yelling)

- Hi, remember us?

That's how we made our living

for 50 consecutive years.

- Yeah we got scars to prove it.

- And I still got a few

of the aches and pains.

- Yep, for a half a

century we've been stars

and suddenly we realized

that although our weight

took us around the world,

we never got to see

anything but the inside

of our dressing rooms.

- And what do you think we finally did?

We quit.

(triumphant music)

(whistling)

- Moose, here Moose.

(barking)

(upbeat music)

(fast paced music)

Whew, sure saved a lot of driving on

those crowded highways.

See this?

This is a straw, a short one,

and I drew it so lucky

Larry is in Palm Springs

relaxing at the pool.

Pretty Joe's in sunny

Miami visiting relatives

and I'm here in the noisy

city to tell you a story

of our first adventure

in the great outdoors.

After we disembarked from

our campground in the sky

we headed right for the

fabulous Lewis and Clark

country in Southern Idaho

and it all started with

this walkie talkie.

When I pressed the button

and said Curly Joe,

it's Moe, do you read me?

- [Joe] Curly Joe, I read

you loud and clear, over.

- Pardon me, I've got to be

careful with those old habits.

Well the fun really started

when I said to Curly Joe,

Curly Joe, how am I doing?

How am I doing Curly Joe?

- Okay Moe, come on,

back slowly, that a boy.

You're doing fine Moe, fine.

Keep it coming.

You know me, I'm the navigator boy.

Just leave it to me, I

know what it's all about.

That's it, come on back.

Come on back there.

- Okay Admiral Blimp.

- Leave it to me boy,

I know what I'm doing.

That a boy, just come straight back.

Atta boy, come on, come on slowly.

Leave it up to me.

That's it, come on, come on there.

Oh, oh, oh.

- He lost his hat, go get him Moose.

(barking)

(splashing)

- [Moe] What's going on here?

- He might drown.

- Are you kidding?

With all that blubber, he'll float.

- I heard that remark

Moe, it wasn't my fault.

Somebody pushed me, right over there.

- You just lost the

ship, we launch the ship.

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, launch the ship.

That's a good idea.

You read the instructions, I'll do it.

- Instructions yeah.

All righty, all righty.

It says be sure and

secure the bow line prior

to releasing the wind scape.

- Get the bow lines.

- The bow line.

- You're going to do the work, eh?

- Come on, the bow line.

That's it.

Once the bow line is

secure, release the winch

and the boat will slide into the water.

- Release the winch

and the boat will slide

into the water.

- Right, that's it, that a boy.

Okay, that's it.

This line in the water there.

Watch that there.

- Bunch of excuses.

- We got to get that slack up.

Flip the lever.

Imbeciles, for 50 years I've

been surrounded with imbeciles

and I'm still surrounded with imbeciles.

Where's that fatso with

the instruction book?

Come here fatso.

- Fatso.

All right, I heard that, I heard that Moe.

I used to get paid a

lot of money for taking

your insults, but no

more buddy boy, no more,

no more.

- He's right, we're ex stooges,

we ought to start acting

like ex stooges.

- Yeah.

- Well, sometimes I, I, I, hey.

Tell me you tied the boat loose.

- Hey Moose, go get the boat.

- Bring it in Moose.

- He's got it, good dog.

Can you believe it?

80 pounds of retriever,

retrieving a 3,000 pound boat.

(upbeat music)

- Come on, let's go help him.

Come on, give him a hand.

Come on Moosey boy,

we're going for a ride.

- Okay fellas, everybody in their place,

everyone be seated okay?

- All right Moe, I'll check the...

- Captain Moe please.

- Okay, Captain Moe please.

Okay first, blower on.

- Blower on.

- Okay, lower your prop.

Start your motor.

- That's a beautiful job Captain.

- Thank you Lieutenant.

- Okay now back slowly.

Slowly Captain please.

- Backing up slowly.

Well there we were, finally

afloat and following a trail

made famous by Lewis and Clark

on that magnificent river

called the Snake.

It was our first real taste of blue water

and fresh air and believe

me it was delicious.

Here we passed directly

under Massacre Rocks

just a stone's throw from

the famous Oregon Trail.

Appropriately named because of a series of

Shashoney Massacres

during the early 1860's.

This was a dangerous

part of the Oregon Trail

for more reasons than one.

The famous Hunt Party

traveling west and trailblazing

the Oregon Trail itself,

that was a disaster

before rapids just a few

miles from this very spot.

And that was a few miles

further than these three

ex stooges intended to explore.

So away we went, on Noris'

End Street to the fantastic

Jackson Hole country of Western Wyoming.

Discovered by John Culver,

a member of the Lewis

and Clark Expedition and

preserved by a wise government.

Grand Teton National Park

remains a primitive masterpiece

of nature for future generations.

We had heard many stories about

the famous cutthroat trout

in huge Jackson Lake and

were anxious to get started

on our first fishing trip.

Remembering vividly our

recent launching experience

at the Snake River we

approached the ramp a Colden Bay

with slow deliberation

and extreme caution.

(upbeat music)

That's what I call a slight improvement.

(barking)

Moose really wanted to

retrieve that boat again

but National Parks have strict regulations

prohibiting dogs in boats.

Give us a push Joe.

- Push away.

(peaceful music)

Boy, look at the size of those mountains,

it's like the Swiss Alps.

- [Moe] You don't know

your Alps from your Teton.

Now don't get nasty, this

may get on television.

- Very funny.

Maybe my luck will be better in the back.

Oh, ouch.

Oh my aching head.

Hey Larry, I got a bite.

- He got a bite.

Pull it in.

You might get his head.

- Here he comes over there.

- Come on Willy, come on out of there.

Hey, hey, good boy Joe.

- Hey, watch it, watch the hook.

- I did it, I did it.

I did it.

(upbeat music)

- [Moe] It was just a short

drive from Jackson Lake

and we were at fabulous Yellowstone.

Our first stop was Old Faithful Inn

where we would headquarter

during our visit to the park.

- All right, get down, get down.

- Take it easy.

Isn't that beautiful, look at that?

- [Man] Man, he sure is a big one.

- [Moe] The crowds at

the inn were marvelous.

It took a full hour of autograph

signing and reminiscing

with old fans before we

finally made our getaway

and crossed the Fire Hoe River

to visit the unbelievable

firm spectacle of Upper Geyser Basin.

The sights here at

Yellowstone are mind boggling.

Miles of eerie landscape dotted with

steaming vents, bubbling mud volcanoes,

scalding cauldrons, and boiling mounds.

It was like exploring the

surface of an alien planet.

I'd hate to walk around here at night.

You could get hard boiled in 30 seconds.

- [Joe] You get a better

view right over here.

It sounds like my stomach.

- [Moe] Your stomach

never sounded that good.

- That's a crazy way to

make coffee ain't it?

- How do you like him, always thinking of

something to eat.

(peaceful music)

Ah, there, they're making all the bubbles.

- You never saw nothing like that?

- Wait a minute get the

edge now, get the edge.

It looks like a witch's broom.

- The only place in the world

that's got something like that

do you know that?

You don't know that, I know that, I know.

- That's a geyser.

- You must have read it to him.

- I don't know geysers, it's fantastic.

- We crossed the famous fishing bridge

on Yellowstone Lake and

we're on our way to one of

the wonders of the world, the Grand Canyon

of the Yellowstone River.

Here nature puts on a display

that defies description.

The park itself is named for

the canyon's fantastic coloring

caused by the forces of

the river which gorge

sheer cliffs out of volcanic

rock to reveal a spectrum

of views from pale yellow

to brilliant orange

and flaming red.

How beautiful, that's gorgeous.

- Let me get a picture of that.

- Yeah, get a good one.

- The lower falls plunges 308 feet

between thousand foot cliffs.

It's mist and the late

afternoon sun combining to make

the river below look

like a silvery glacier.

It's beautiful down there.

- If it's so beautiful down

there what are we doing

up here?

- Hey come on.

You're just trying to be funny huh?

- Come on Moose, Moose, take a look at it.

See that, see that, that a boy.

Get him Moose.

(peaceful music)

- [Moe] Poor Moose, somehow

the whole miracle of nature

bored him but the day was

still young and ahead was

an adventure he'd never forget.

- That looks like a

nice spot, right there.

- Sorry old buddy, but we'll

only be gone a short while.

- You know the rules

sweetheart, no dogs allowed

in boats in National Parks.

- So take a nap and enjoy the scenery,

we'll be right back.

- Yeah, don't go away.

Stay there, that a boy, that a boy.

(barking)

- Stay there Moose, we

just want to see the lake.

- Be still and I'll bring you back a fish.

- Relax.

(barking)

(dramatic music)

(barking)

(dramatic music)

(barking)

(upbeat music)

- Hey, we've been out quite a while,

how's the gasoline Captain?

- I don't know, the arrow points halfway.

I don't know if the tank

is half empty or half full.

- Oh, come on.

- What are you doing them old jokes for?

Forget the jokes, back

to the marina and move.

- Drive.

(upbeat music)

(barking)

(growling)

(barking)

(fast paced music)

(laughing)

- I know what I'm doing,

don't worry about it.

- Boy oh boy, you look like

a dirty lawn in the fall.

- Very funny, you guys

won't laugh when I get

first prize for taking

a picture of a deer.

It's the only way to get

a picture of an animal

is to camouflage yourself

and sneak up on him.

- Yeah, well watch out for the bears.

They're liable to think

that you're a berry bush

and carry your arm off so watch it.

- Look.

Come on.

He's gone.

- And there's wild bears here and moose.

- Moose, we got to find Moose.

- Yeah Moose, hey, you go that way,

you go that way, I'll go this way.

Here Moose, here Moose, here Moose.

- Moose, here Moose.

Moose, Moose?

Moose, Moose?

- Moose, Moose, hey Moose, where are you?

Moose, Moose, Moose?

- Here Moose.

Here Moose, here Moose.

- He must be playing the dog.

- Moose, got to find that dog.

Moose, Moose?

Moose?

Moose?

Oh Moose.

- Moose, Moose?

Hi, any luck?

- Nothing, not a sign.

- Have you seen Larry?

- Hey, come to think of

it I haven't seen him

in hours.

- That's all we need, now

we got to look for Moose

and for Larry.

- That's the way it is.

- Here Moose, here Larry, here Larry?

- What is it Moe?

- You know, I give up with that idiot.

Every time things go

wrong he makes it worse.

I wouldn't be surprised

if he's out there now

with a stick of dynamite

trying to catch a fish.

- Yeah, well we better catch him.

- All right, there's somebody here.

Hey Larry?

Here Moose, Moose?

- [Joe] Hey Larry.

- Moose, Moose, Moose hey Moose?

Where are you?

Moose, I knew I'd find you.

I'll show those guys who's the idiot.

Moose, come here boy.

(barking)

Hold up, wait a minute.

Moose.

(barking)

- Hey Curly Joe.

- Hi Moe.

- I quit, I'm pooped.

- Yeah, this is terrible.

There's no sign of him any place.

- I found him, I found him.

(barking)

I found him, I found him.

I found him, I found him.

I found him.

- Easy now, easy.

- You found him?

- Yeah, he found Moose.

- Good boy, good boy.

Come here boy.

Glad you're back.

- You're really a super

duper Moose finder,

you really are.

(peaceful music)

- [Moe] Poor Larry, for

50 years the scripts

never let him do anything right.

I guess it's become a habit.

Moose finally recognized

an old friend beneath

all that camouflage and we

headed back to the geyser fields

for a gag we just couldn't resist playing.

- [Man] Hi guys look, it's the stooges.

Hey what have they got there?

It looks like some kind of potty.

- [Man] They must be crazy.

(upbeat music)

- [Man] You better get out of here,

the rangers are coming.

- Just 14 miles after a hasty exit

from the west gate of Yellowstone

we stopped to try our

luck at Timber Creek,

a small stream that

flows into Henry's Lake

and teems with native brook trout.

Whoa there, easy now boy, easy.

Ah ha, now that's what I call luck,

first cast and pow.

It ain't easy though, easy does it.

Easy fella, easy now.

Okay boy, come in here.

- Moe, I'll get it.

- Back up.

- What?

- I got it.

- Have this one.

- I don't want that one.

- He caught the fish, it's only your pole.

(yelling)

- Get away from me.

- What are you doing?

- [Joe] Get away.

- [Larry] I know what I'm doing, come on.

- [Joe] Whoa boy, I got a good one.

- Put my name on it, that's mine.

- He belongs, you're

mine, that's what you are.

He's mine.

- No he is not, he's mine, there.

I finally got a fish.

- You haven't caught a

fish yet, get out of here.

Help me get it back.

- I finally caught a fish

and he took it away from me.

- [Moe] Moose was fascinated

by the string of fish

that Joe and I had caught and Larry,

scoffed as usual had reached

the peak of frustration.

- I still say they're my fish.

- Oh stop it even, you

haven't caught anything

since we've been out.

For two weeks I've been telling you,

if you don't hook them,

you don't eat them.

That simple.

Poor Larry, it was if the

entire trout population

of Idaho was deliberately

conspiring to drive

him crazy.

Feeling sorry for him,

we headed for a famous

fishing spot where he could

at least look at trout.

Big Springs, Idaho, and

the unbelievable site

of the Henry's fork of the Snake River.

Bubbling up from

underground and within yards

becoming a full fledged river.

Fishing is prohibited in

this natural aquarium.

In addition to its year

round trout population

millions of Kokanee salmon

come each fall to spawn

in its crystal waters.

Put it down there.

- Look at all those fish.

- Oh boy, did you ever

seen anything like that?

No wonder they don't allow fishing.

Look at that one over there,

he must weigh eight pounds.

Let's feed them some bread.

- Hey, look at them grab it.

Look at them go, he's starving.

- [Larry] I'd hate to

put my finger in there.

- [Moe] Yeah, they're like the rabbits.

- [Joe] I bet every

fishing hole ever invented

would work here.

- [Moe] The red ones are Kokanee salmon.

Look at them go.

Hey Larry, get a picture.

- He did something Moe?

- Boy in a place like this

even Larry could catch a fish.

- You want to bet?

- [Moe] Remembering Larry's

skill with rod and reel,

Joe backed out of his offer

and we traveled downstream

for a little diversionary boating.

(upbeat music)

Help, help.

I'm out of control, I'm

going into the bridge, help.

- Hold on Moe, I'm coming.

- [Moe] Help, help.

- [Larry] Easy does it,

easy does it, I'll get you.

- [Moe] Help, hurry.

For a minute there I thought...

Look out you dumb skull.

- [Joe] I'm coming Moe, I'm coming.

- [Moe] Fat idiot.

- [Joe] Sorry.

- [Moe] By now Larry

was determined to catch

his first fish and he couldn't have picked

a better spot.

Henry's Lake is

unquestionably one of the best

cutthroat and rainbow lakes in America.

Limits of fish up to 15

pounds are not uncommon.

Larry couldn't wait to wet his line

and 155 horses were speeding

us to Stanley Springs,

the hottest spot on the

lake where good fishing

and good accommodations lure sportsmen

from all over the country.

Toss the anchor Joe.

- [Joe] Yes sir, Captain Moe.

- Get your rods ready fellas

while I maneuver the rest in position.

This is it Larry, you're

on the best lake in Idaho,

so pay attention to your

rod and let's see if you can

finally break the ice.

(upbeat music)

Hey you, where we should

be going without a bite,

why don't you get some action?

- Yeah, well this is very boring.

- Yeah, why don't you

fish with your hat then?

- Ah, shut up, I think I'll go take a nap.

- All right, so take a nap relax.

Uh oh, uh oh.

- Thought I had it but

it got away if it worked.

And Moose you haven't got a bite.

- Whoa, easy now.

- What is that?

- Easy, I got something,

Larry get the net.

- I've got the net.

- Hey boy.

- [Larry] Bring him over here.

- [Moe] Wait a minute,

get that head there.

Get him so he don't jump off.

I hope I don't lose him.

Come on there buddy.

Whoa boy, look at him go.

- [Joe] That a boy Moe.

- Get him out.

Easy now, he is fighting.

That's a fighting fish.

Hold still fella, hold still.

Wait a minute.

- I got one, I got one.

I need some help.

- [Moe] You got one?

- Larry, I need some help.

Watch him.

Watch him, watch him,

watch him, watch him.

I got him, I got him.

It ain't yours, it ain't yours, it's mine.

- [Moe] Hey Larry help,

I've got another one.

- Okay, he's down there.

- Larry, bring the net.

Oh I got a fish.

- That's all mine, huh?

I'll take it.

- No, Larry, you know how many times I...

- Get him over here.

- You know how many

times I told you before.

- I got a fish.

- Please pay attention, will you please?

- I told you I got a fish for you.

- Look, I caught the fish Larry.

- That's my rod.

- Now take it easy, it's

your rod, I caught it.

I told you so many times,

if you don't hook them,

you don't eat them.

I caught the fish.

- I got to, I got to get out.

Don't call me no more,

I'm going to go to sleep.

(upbeat music)

- [Moe] As we left Henry's Lake,

Larry's incomparable record

was still in tact, a big fat zero.

Our next stop was Red Fish

Lake, one of Idaho's alpine

jewels, nestled in the magnificent setting

of the Sore Tooth Mountains.

Just north of Sun Valley in Central Idaho,

Red Fish Lake and the Stanley Basin

are one of the state's

top recreational areas.

Cruising on these high mountain

lakes is a boatman's dream.

Miles of scenic, uncrowded

waters, so crystal clear

you can see the bottom

30 or 40 feet below.

(upbeat music)

This was relaxation and scenic.

A far cry from the noise

and grid at the city

we call home.

We could see fish below in the clear water

but were content just to sit and soak up

the fantastic scenery.

Some of the Sore Tooth

Mountains tower over 12,000 feet

and the entire area, down

at the snow capped peaks

and alpine lakes, is known

to many as the American Alps.

Unquestionably one of the choicest camping

and boating areas in the country

and we were heading back to the marina for

our first experience at outdoor camping.

(yawning)

- Oh, what a beautiful day.

- Good morning Curly Joe.

- Good morning Moe, good morning Larry.

- Good morning.

Hey, I didn't sleep a wink last night.

- What was the matter?

- I snored so loud I kept myself awake.

- Ah come on.

- Come on, we got work to do gentlemen.

Curly Joe, please take care of the wood.

Larry, please take care of the fire.

- What are you going to do?

- Nothing.

- Don't strain yourself.

- Oh come on.

- Here Larry, hold that.

- So began a typical,

ordinary day in camp.

Shaving in the fresh

mountain air is something

I had never experienced.

It was a great feeling.

Poor Joe, he was used to

clubbed with those kinds

of instruments, not using them.

Sometimes a simple thing

like combing your hair

can get to be a habit, a bad habit.

(upbeat music)

Joe wasn't much of a

woodsmen, but he did have

one phobia, litter, and

old fatso was constantly

cleaning up the campground.

(upbeat music)

A job appreciated by all.

Well, almost everybody.

Hey those boys are lazy aren't they Moose?

A little western music?

No?

Rock and roll?

No, how about a little classical?

That's what I like, a dog with taste.

Come up here Moose, come

on, listen and relax.

Before long Joe had

become a litter fanatic.

I know you wouldn't believe

this if you weren't seeing it

but he actually rigged up

a motorized campground,

high-speed contraption.

For lack of a better

name and away he went,

doing his duty for forest and country.

Outdoors and indoors, he was determined

that the wilderness will be immaculate.

His was truly an immaculate contraption.

(upbeat music)

What are you trying to

do, run somebody over?

- You're a fine one to talk,

do you know your tent

rope was in my litter line

and you're the guys I've been watching.

You've been littering up the campgrounds,

that why I was vacuuming the place

and you're going to get

in trouble buddy boy,

I'll tell you that myself.

- Why have you been littering?

- The both of you, you're

the worst kind of litterers.

The ranger's going to get you fella,

you'll see.

Look what you did to my contraption.

I was doing so good

vacuuming the whole place

and you with that tent, your stakes,

you could have hurt somebody.

Think I did it on purpose?

Your tent pole was right there.

(upbeat music)

- Watch it, watch it, don't, don't.

- What's the matter, what is it?

- That's my new trap.

- You've got to be kidding.

- Wait a minute, I'll

show you how it works.

See the animal eats the

fruit which pulls the string,

which shuts that door and

that string goes down,

sets that trap.

When that trap goes off

it pulls this string

and drops the rock down.

When the rock drops

down, the bucket of water

goes up.

When the water gets to

the top, it tilts down

and fills this cup and starts a see-saw.

The candle goes up and

it burns that string

which drops that hammer,

which releases the shutter

and when the shutter goes

down, the flash bulbs go up

and you got the picture of the year.

- What's that?

- Picture of a deer, real live deer.

- Now just relax Larry, just relax.

Now we'll go get Moose

and we'll all go to lunch

before the man with the white coat comes.

- Is he coming to lunch too?

- Not for lunch, he's coming to grab you.

Now let's go.

- Well well look at that.

The 21 club of the wilderness.

- Who's the caterer?

- The master chef, gentlemen, be seated.

Sit down, sit.

There we are and Moose

you can join us too,

right there boy.

(thundering)

- Get the table quick before we drown.

- Hurry let's get this stuff to the camp.

- [Moe] Larry out of my way, hurry up.

(country music)

- How's dinner coming Captain Moe?

- Chef Moe if you please.

- Okay, Chef Moe if you please.

- Boy am I hungry.

- Hey Larry, let's you

and I set the table.

- Yeah, it's safer there.

- Oh boy, I can hardly wait.

(peaceful music)

- (whistling) Here boy, dinner.

I need a whole rainbow trout coming up.

Ready for it boys?

There we go, help yourself.

- Delicious, trout for me.

- This is my plate please.

- Oh sure Moe, there's

two little ones for you.

- That's for Moose.

- Ah, ah, ah, ah, no

littering, I'll take that.

- You're right.

Here you are Moose, some

nice, fresh brewed trout.

That a baby.

- Hey Moe, where's my fish?

- If you don't hook

them, you don't eat them.

Moose, have some.

- Have some Moose, that a boy.

- Atta boy.

He knows a good vintage when he tastes it.

- [Larry] There's nothing I

like better than a tall glass

of cool, red vintage.

- I wish I was a dog.

- Okay fellas, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Time to go to bed, atta boy.

Beddie bye time.

- We'll have to put some

boost so I can slide you.

- Wait a minute, wait, wait.

This doesn't fit my personality.

- It doesn't fit your belly either.

- It's not my fault you were in my way.

- I was in your way?

Oh I beg your pardon.

How?

Now, into the tent.

- Ah not that too, I slept

in the tent last night.

- You're going to sleep

there again tonight,

belly in the hole.

Out, out, out.

- Out, out, out, out, out, out, out.

- Larry, finish up the dishes

will you, you slow poke.

- Out, out, out.

- [Moe] And shut that door.

- Shut the door.

(romantic music)

(upbeat music)

- What was that?

Fellas, what was that flash?

I've been sleeping all alone and I...

- I got a picture of a deer.

- A deer, what deer?

- Come on fellas, follow me.

(upbeat music)

- [Moe] By morning we were well on our way

to northern Idaho and

passing Arrow Rock Dam.

This huge reclamation

project on the Boise River

cascades into awesome

tired water that covers

the entire area in a perpetual mist

and creates a mighty

turbulence below the dam

that transforms the classic

river into a facsimile

of a stormy ocean.

We drove by the beautiful

state capital at Boise

and headed due north to Idaho's pan handle

and the fabulous fishing of

Ponderay and Priest Lakes.

- [Joe] Okay Larry, this is it,

Lake Ponderay, your big chance.

- [Moe] Yeah, Joe's right,

if you can't catch them here

you'll never catch them.

Good cast.

Hey Larry.

- Look at that crazy retriever.

(laughing) He thinks

your playing ball Larry.

Hey, you caught yourself a Moose.

- Let go, will you Moose.

- Here Moose, bring it back.

That's it Moose, come on here Moose,

come on baby.

- That's in my view Moose.

I'm never taking you with

me anymore, that's it.

- [Moe] Hey watch it Moose.

- Go ahead, get them all wet, that's it.

They deserve it, two wet guys.

- He's got me crazy.

- Why don't you just keep trying?

He's bound to get tired.

Poor Larry, he was really jinxed.

Moose was literally driving

him out of his mind.

The bright float acted on

his retriever instincts

and nothing could stop him from doing

his inborn duty.

It was really funny,

in the end, it was sad.

- Now you stay Moose,

this is the last time.

Come here, come here.

No Moose, no, how many

times do I have to tell you?

Now this is the fourth time, cut it out.

Hey Moose, come here, this way, go on.

Moose has got a fish.

- That a boy Moose.

Lay him easy now.

- [Moe] That's it boy, hold onto him.

- Don't hurt him.

- What a fishing dog.

Bring him in, you can do it Moose.

- [Joe] Yeah, you can do

it, just lay him easy.

- This way Moose, that's my fish.

Come on, hurry up.

- Never mind Moose, never mind,

take care of your fish kid.

Never mind him, you do

what you want, skin him.

- He's a better fisherman

then you are (laughing).

- That's my fish, mine, my fish, mine.

- [Moe] Moose had added insult to injury,

while Larry's frustration

reached past the boiling point.

The experience left a

bad taste in his mouth

and he urged us to leave

Ponderay and move north

to the virgin wilderness

of upper Priest Lake.

Feeling sorry for him, we

transported our boat north

to Priest Lake and crossed this

large seeming body of water

on our way to the narrow passageway known

as the Thoroughfare that

connected upper and lower Priest.

We sped to the very top of

the lake and began searching

for the narrow channel.

The opening was well marked

and we slowed to a crawl

as we entered.

The Thoroughfare has a

serene beauty all its own

that tempts you to take your eyes

off the water as you try

to keep a steady course

over the natural, deep channel.

One mistake and you're

locked on the sand bar

in this lonely, remote wilderness.

The bottom is covered with

large, submerged trees

that can wreak havoc with a boat.

Moose was appointed first

mate and became my second

set of eyes, barking every

time he saw a strange object

underwater.

This is really a virgin wilderness,

rubbing elbows with the Canadian border,

the entire area is

untouched by civilization

and much as it was thousands of years ago.

With each mile the scenery

became more beautiful

and the area more lonely.

This was a last stretch just

before the channel widens

and enters up the Priest,

the truly magnificent

Wilderness Lake.

We were the only boat in the entire area

and this time Larry was

positive that he had finally

reached his spot.

This was to be his day.

It was also his last chance as we would

be heading home tomorrow.

With this in mind, we all

fished diligently for three

solid hours and then...

- Hey, well Moe it looks

like we got our lumocks.

- What a day with rod and reel.

Have a little patience

my lad, one of these days

you'll stay awake long

enough to catch a fish.

- Yeah, and all you

need is a little skill,

perseverance, finesse,

know how, sportsmanship,

and technique, again.

- I quit.

- How about that.

- Uh, uh, uh, one for Moe, one for me,

and one for Moose (laughing).

We had to, we're the fishermen.

- Poor Larry, five weeks on

the greatest fishing waters

in America and even his

hat did three times as good

as he did.

Well maybe his luck will

improve after we board

our campground in the sky and head our rig

for the inland waters of Japan.

Sayonara.

(upbeat jazz music)