Bill Mason wrote:

On my way back to the car I spotted a
huge (for this creek) brook trout holding behind a rock. The fish was
probably fourteen inches long, and I was determined to catch it. I dropped
to all fours and carefully worked my way into a position twenty feet
upstream. The whole process took maybe five minutes. As I was stripping
line off the reel for the cast, an unleashed dog came trotting down to the
water's edge and, amazingly, the fish didn't spook. Suspicious now, I
slowly rose to my feet to discover that my "trout" was nothing more than a
couple of rocks.


I think we've all done that. It is embarrassing and gets more so the
longer you spend trying to catch the "fish."

Willi