Mine isn't a massive king, or even a salmon at all. It was my first ever river caught trout on a flyrod...size 20 BWO no less!

LAst year I took a trip to the South Platte, the dreamstream section, to try and step up from lakes and learn REAL flyfishing . It was early spring, 40 mph winds and cold as...well...you know. There were no hatches to speak of, and it didnt matter cuz you couldnt cast anyways. I was in shorts and a T, and I quickly said forget this, and huddled behind the little footbridge, in the only place I could get out of the wind. Not the greatest spot to fish, but at least I could cast. I was goofing with a bugger when I noticed a few bugs starting to come off the water...I mean a FEW, like maybe 3 every few minutes. I kept hearing what sounded like a rise, but never saw anything. I tied on the #20 BWO and started casting, no luck. I got bored quick and just let it drift behind me while I tried to figure out what the heck I was doing. I heard a sucking sound, and pure reaction snapped up hard, I really didnt think at all, just instinct, and my line took off! Suddenly I was hooked into the biggest wild trout of my life, with 6x tippet...hoo boy. I must have made a comical sight, this crazy teen in shorts and a t shirt stumbling through the frigid shallows in skate shoes