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I am basically a self taught fly fisherman. I have seen it done on tv, and have some coordination. When I first started flyfishing, I had done some online research as to where to find trout in the streams. The most logical place it seemed, was in a pool..a place where the water seemed to swirl back around from the current and be fairly calm.
So here I am, on one side of the creek, fly casting a dry fly to a pool on the other side of the creek. In between me and the pool is a ragin rapid. So I teach myself the basics of drifting and trying not to drift fast. After a while, I am not paying as much attention and just looking around while I cast. At this point, I have just about decided to give it up for today and them slam.... a big trout hit my fly. BUT, where I was only half paying attention, it got away. My heart was pounding because I saw the fish and it was a pretty good sized trout. I had only seen one other fish in the creek.. and it was a 6 - 8 incher that someone had caught. This one was about twice that size. I casted a few more times and then went back to camp. Time to break out with a crawdad on my spinning rod.
I still couldn't catch it though, so I waded into the raging riffles, and tried to fish a bigger pool on the other side. This was when I learned something new. Trout are also in those raging riffles that look like nothing would survive in them. I had tossed the crawdad in the pool... and on the retrieve, right in the middle of the gushing waters, I caught a 14 inch trout. It was only about 5 feet from me. That was the coolest thing! Got a picture of it, but it is not great. We didn't understand the importance of a good fish shot yet!
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