Here is another best-of wild trout for me. This was from a tiny freestone that I could jump across in places. I spooked him while walking up a bit faster than I normally walk, since the creek was so tiny and I had only caught some chubs from a few pools downstream. I froze in place, and slowly walked back down. Then I waited about 30 mins until he settled back down in his little pool, watching him return to eating nymphs. I slowly crept up the bank and hid behind a tree. I carefully made one bow and arrow cast with my small streamer, and it drifted across the current in front of him. He got a good look at the profile of the fly, and he turned, opened his kyped jaw and inhaled the fly. The fight was short, and my 5x held up. I went home afterwards, ending the day on my terms was nice. Only trout I caught that day.