I'll take it

Half an hour into the morning on the newly opened Middle Fork of the Stanislaus River, I had lost three fish and six flies. I had passed 11 trucks that peppered the area to get to the island that had produced last fall. It wasn't disappointing, but I had nothing to show for it. Right across the river were two dudes spin casting and occasionally bringing in a trout. I wanted one. I finally landed a few nice rainbows around 16-inches, then hooked into a brown trout that headed down stream like a train. It was just under 20, and thick. The picture does not do it justice. I had to angle the thing just to fit it into the frame.Needless to say, I'll be going back tomorrow.