FINALLY, A GIANT
I wade downstream, cast into a deep seam behind a boulder and watch my dry fly disappear. I have hooked a fish on the nymph, and once I gather line and put the fish on my reel I feel its weight. This is a big trout, shaking its head and trying to pull into the main Yellowstone River current. I try just as hard to keep the fish in quiet water, and after four drag-ripping runs, manage to angle the trout toward Troy, who waits in the shallows with my net.