Originally Posted by
jkmuddler
I was just a young man when I first fish the Manitou River on Manitoulin Island, I was just learning how to cast a fly rod. There was a caddis hatch occurring and I promptly put on the smallest browm dry I could find. The black flies and mosquitoes were pretty bad but I wasn't going to give up. There was a large mid-stream rock that had a nice speck rising. I made a few casts and missed the mark, the next cast was perfect. As the line loop unfurled the fly hung motioless in the air for a second or two, then the fly started to come back towards me. I thought, "WOW this fly fishing is something else". A large dragon fly had caught the fly in the air at the end of the cast and was flying back towards me. It dropped the fly about 10 feet behind me and a 6 inch speck inhaled it. I got the 6 incher, never got the big one by the rock though.