Willi wrote:


Actually the story is a bit different, as I remember it. I spotted the
fish and John and someone else gave it a try with no results. The fish
was in a tough spot feeding right below a submerged log. You came
along and did a great job of patiently presenting it with a number of
different flies without spooking it, eventually hooking a tough fish.
Very cool, IMO.

I think you're mixing up the two trips, Willi. We were fishing with Mike
and Bruiser. I had just caught a fish in that pool when you came by and
said you remembered another fish from your previous trip to the Ruby,
and there he was, feeding rhythmically on tiny white mayflies. He
closely inspected and refused my caddis dry, you showed him your dry and
droppers, which he also refused, and I tied on a tiny foam-wing fly
which he finally took. It was very cool.

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