It was 30 years ago but I remember like that was yesterday.My first trout was 10 inch rainbow,most beautiful and strongest creature on the Earth
It almost pull me in to water
( i was 6 years boy with spin rod
Couple years later on summer school break when we was visiting my aunt (she lives in village) ,i sneak out from my parents eyes,'borrow'
rod from my 12 years older relative with 3 wet flies and ran on the near by stream.I knew where the stream is and that my relative used to carry me(pick a back
) to that stream since i was able to walk
).But never before did it on my own.Elders used to fright me with stories how i can get lost or how some animal can get me
....Well,i forgot every tale
after i saw running water.I dont know how many hours i was absent but i got my brown trout on yellow fly with dun hackle
p.s. all village look for me,and after i proudly came back home with my trout i got beaten like never before
p.s.s. every school break and weekend since than i spent at my aunt house ...