The fly sinks slowly as the stream takes it along. On my knees, half hidden in the high grass, I can follow all
the underwater scene like if I were watching it through the glass of a Dutch-aquarium. But it is all real, even when,
with a little twitch of my wrist, I let the fly come up of a couple of centimeters and the trout takes it with no hesitation.
After coping with the first violent flights and a couple of leaps in the air I try to force it a bit downstream.
She's big and she makes me sweat more then I though on the 0.14 nylon. It takes about 5 minutes to win her resistance,
a fat rainbow of around 5 pounds.