98/12/02 Hey Brown! Long time no see!
At a little hut beside the Tasman Sea.
After the three days in the deep bush, we had a nice shower and delicious dinner at the hut.
A Lecture time.
Brent gave us a brief demonstration at a stream. Water of the stream was cold. Because the point was close to the headwaters of the stream.
A good demonstration by Brent.
Brent swung my 6-weight fly rod like a pencil, and exactly put the #12 Royal Wolf onto the right spot between the current and the still water.
At a pocket water near the bank.
Brent and Nori found a rise ring. Then I carefully moved into the stream, and cast my Royal Wulff to the rise. A black nose broke the water surface and took the fly. It seemed a slow motioned film. I counted, one, two, three and four, then set the hook. It was a complete strike!
My first brown's tail fin.
The fish didn't make the fight so roughly. His tail fin and the dull body colour made me think that he was an aged trout.