I've only caught one, so here's the story.
I was camped on the side of the upper Clearwater River with my old britt Pee-J. He made fishing difficult as he liked to chase the fly line, but I went out anyway. After walking downstream for about an hour I hadn't caught anything so I decided to turn back. I was walking upstream, casting the entire time, trying to keep the dog from getting the line. I dropped a dry fly just upstream of a small eddy, and while I wasn't expecting a bite, I was surprised by the near instant hit and my fly reel screamed!!! It was about a 16" bull trout that took off upstream and took a while to land. The dog didn't know what to make of the fish and ran back up the back to finally leave me alone! I unhooked the fish and watched it swim back upstream to the same eddy.
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