Opening Day, 2005.

The Last Saturday in April was cold and blustery on Michigan's Manistee River. But the fishing was excellent, with gorgeous brown trout rising to a Hendrickson hatch all afternoon. My buddies and I got to know one in particular quite well: an 18" fish working just upstream of a sweeper and taking flies for more than an hour - but turning his nose up at our humble offerings. Round one is yours, friend...