You strip your fly through the water.
You strip your fly and throw it back. You don't search the fish, you know it's down there in the pool. You have confidence in your doing and in your fly. You know every second the desired tug can happen. And then, out of the sudden like the RKO of Randy Orten, you can feel the pull in your line and the hell of a fight is starting.
This is why you flyfish for the toothy predators.
Nevermind if you're at a Lake, River or in the Salt. Only this pull counts.
This is why you flyfish for the toothy predators.
Nevermind if you're at a Lake, River or in the Salt. Only this pull counts.
