with a volunteer who casted for them and gave them the rod to strip and bring the fish in. James and I had the first fish on, and then had about a two hour drought with nothing. Guys were catching fish all around us. It was funny to see one guy gently release his 22 inch rainbow by throwing it about 30 feet into the center of the pond. Needless to say his "guide" for
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the day had a quick lesson on a better catch and release technique, and that was the last flying trout we saw. Before lunch James and I caught the hot hand and had four around 20 inches to the net right before lunch. We all had lunch together and soon James was ready to go back to work. We picked up where we left off, casting a barbell eyed wooly bugger that this pod of fish
couldn't lay off. I had met Wally, another veteran, who hadn't caught a fish yet, at lunch and asked James to invite him over to share in our secret spot. Soon Wally was yelping it up as he
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landed two big rainbows. The afternoon seemed to pick up as guys were landing fish all around the 2 acre casting pond. I had to pull out early and get to my daughters track meet back home, so I said my farewells and left them casting, catching and yelping- but not throwing.