I was thrilled when my younger brother asked me to take him fishing. After losing the last several hundred rounds of pool, cribbage, ping pong, and all coordinated games this was my chance to show him up. I arrived at the river a half hour ahead of him and fished through the prime lie I planned to put him on. I caught two rainbows in the 18-20" class before my brother arrived for instruction. It didn't take long for him to learn the basics but he looked frustrated at the lack of strikes, especially with me in the background saying, "great drift", "can't believe you haven't had a strike yet". After my round of fun we wondered downstream to a short run where he caught a small whitefish. Having let the prime lie rest we made our way back upstream where we were met by Doug. Pete made a few nice drifts before hooking and landing a fat rainbow. I considered the day a success but he wanted to continue fishing so we stayed at it.
Nice rainbow on his first outing.
Being persistent Pete continued to work the run. He missed on big grab from a heavy fish and cast back out without hesitation. After several more drifts he hooked another heavy fish and this one was wasn't coming off. He followed our landing instructions and had a 25" in brown in the net in short time. The monster, post-spawn, hook-jawed brown was a beauty. Lucky bastard.
A little urban fishing.