To keep a very long story short...
I have been trying to catch this fish for months. I really needed to catch it true blue, which means without scent or chum, and I absolutely insisted on seeing the fish eat my home made fly. After standing still like a deer hunter for 90 minutes early this morning, he finally showed up. About a half hour later he came slowly within fly range. I gave the line a tiny little wiggle and he saw the fly. It was the coolest thing in the world when he turned and swam at my fly. I heard myself say out loud quietly, “This is it”. WHAM! Fish on!! Then he did what all fish do, and dove into every nasty bush he could find. I thought this fish would never make it to the net.