On Thursday I headed to a stream that is known to hold nice browns and decided to park at a bridge and wade upstream. The choice of lure was a #9 Panther Martin and my philosophy was to cast into the same holes I would as if I was in a brook trout stream. I waded upstream for 10 minutes before the first real hole appeared from around the bend. I casted in the lower section of the pool first and hooked into a 12" brookie and was encouraged by what I saw. I moved myself a few paces upstream and positioned myself to cast on the upper side of a log that had fallen across the water. My polarized sunglasses allowed for me to see the bottom of the pool and if anything were following the spinner from out behind the log. I got into position and casted towards the opposite bank and dragged the spinner underneath the log and saw a faint flash in the water as the spinner came out from behind the log into the pool when all of a sudden a massive strike! Sure enough a monster brown (for me at least) ambushed my PM and took my reel for a ride. There were several times I had to adjust my drag to keep tension on the line. I was blown away by the pure strength of this fish and how much of a fight it put up. I grabbed my net and was shocked by the size and depth of the brown. I unhooked the trout unharmed and took a quick tape on the fish, a respectable 21.5”. It wasn't the length necessarily that had me going, but its girth. It didn't take me long to understand why fishing for browns can be so much fun and the anticipation an angler has of hooking into such a miraculous fish. I took a couple of real quick pictures (didn't turn out great) before I released the fish back into the water.
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