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It was supposed to be good. The water was low and clear. We arrived at the river, and the gate keeper came down to us. "Hey you guys, they're bringing the river up!" No explanation was needed; Jeremy and I were heart broken. But, Jeremy and I know that when the big fish are in the rivers and the fishing is going to be good, we need to capitalize on the opportunity, so we continued fishing. The water was rising and the suckers that we had seen earlier that were once in the water in the middle of the river, had began to hug the banks. Jeremy and I had played our cards right, because we had gotten the right flies. We did not have our tying stuff, and ran out of micro egg patterns. So, we went to the fly shop. The man in the fly shop said that fishing micro egg patters in rivers in Maine was a relatively new tactic in this region of Maine, but they worked very well. Jeremy and I had been fishing for a good amount of time, and we knew that big brook trout were behind the suckers eating their eggs. We had tried all of our usual tactics. The big egg flies we use for steelhead, wooly buggers, streamers and all sorts of nymphs. All the flies that were expected to catch fish and usually do, caught plenty of Salmon. But, we were not targeting salmon. We wanted big brook trout. Often times we would catch a female sucker, and big brook trout would take advantage of the opportunity and come behind the sucker and eat the eggs. We could see the eggs and they were so small that when they were all together they looked like liquid, almost like a yellow juice. Jeremy and I had to go down to stealth mode. We built tapered 5x leaders and

then tied on tiny, size 20 yellow micro eggs. Immediately, I hooked the biggest brook trout I had ever seen. The bright red tail slapped the water several times, and then the trout took me for a ride through raging rapids that I will never forget. The fish took me through the heaviest rapids that the river could offer, and with Jeremy's guidance, I chased him down. After the trout had gotten into the slow water, it zigged and zagged multiple times trying to get back into the rapids. After a long and incredible battle, Jeremy netted the fish. Jeremy and I both caught many beautiful brook trout, and for both of us they were the biggest of our lifetimes.