Imagine you are a brown trout…out in Lake Ontario, all happy and chrome, cruising the currents…you get a wiff of warm water and head into the shallows.  The current quickens and you get a bit disoriented so you find a nice deep spot in the dark shadow of an undercut bank to rest and think…Then an egg fly comes floating down…it looks so much like a real egg, and eggs are good for breakfast, anytime, really, you wave one fin to get the angle and suck it in…

So chrome it confused the camera…