“C-Mon, show me some love.” Todd said as he placed his flies inches from the bank. I could see the take out, and, Todd had yet to land a fish. I turned to point my back towards the ramp to jet over there when a fish took his fly. BOOM! FISH ON!
"YEAH!!!” I yelled, “There it is! There it is! There it is!”
“Noooo!” I yelled as the line slack shot back at me. My last cast was no better. Greedy for another fish, I shot my fly in a extremely tight pocket where a branch grabbed it an kept it for itself.