When I was about ten, we would always clean our trout on this one rock in a local stream. And drop the guts off the edge and watch them sink. After a while you could look back down and see a few crayfish getting their fill.
It was nice and deep there with the undercut going way back in under the big flat rock. One year a Big brown took up home here.
We probably gutted about 12 -15 trout here over the course of the year. For that whole year, not a single gut pile made it all the way to the bottom. He would come shooting out and eat the guts as they sank.
That image of that big dark brown trout eating guts like a channel catfish is burned into my memory. My friends and I just thought it was the coolest thing ever. It drastically changed the way my friends and I looked at big browns and their diet and the size of food they would eat. This discussion made me think of it.
~5footfenwick