THE TROUT FLY
I smiled as the fish stripped line from my reel, prompting it to sing like only a single action click-pawl reel can. It dove for the center of the pool, as I lay my rod on its side and used the fish's own strength to my advantage in tiring it out. Sensing a failed attempt to gain the deep water rocks it turned just as quickly and shot downstream just to the left of my waders.
