We had watched these fish feed for the past five years. They were inaccessible, or so we thought. The river makes a huge turn and basically widens into a small pond. The water is deep and wading is not an option. Over the years we have made feeble attempts to present a fly to them from shore, all unsuccessful. With no room to make a back-cast and fish sipping bugs a fly lines length away, we always left the giant pool scratching our heads. We discussed these particular fish a few months ago and decided we would bite the bullet and strap the canoe on. I have to admit that I’m not a big fan of dealing with any kind of vessel while fly fishing or the annoyances that go along with it. Driving two vehicles, worrying if it’s going to fly of the truck, portages, missing the take out etc…but this was one of those situations where I thought the benefits would outweigh the effort. We paddled up on the giant bend and sure enough, they were in the same current seem they have been feeding in for decades. For the first time we were actually in a position to present a fly to them and it felt good! Caddis were coming of every so often but just a smattering, nothing major. I tied on the size 14 elk hair, the anticipation was tremendous. There were at least half a dozen fish working consistently. Naturally I picked out the one that looked to be the largest and let it fly. A few drifts later and he slurped the fly of the surface delicately. We covered about eight miles of river on the float, catching trout along the way. However, none were as gratifying as the ones that were just out of reach for so long.