How to tell the difference between splake and brook trout
First, the basics: A splake is a hatchery-produced hybrid created by crossing a male brook trout with a female lake trout.
First, the basics: A splake is a hatchery-produced hybrid created by crossing a male brook trout with a female lake trout.
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