The wild rainbow trout of Maine have haunted me all winter long. I think about them everyday and I think about how much I would do to catch another one. I am always drawn back to thinking about what I could have done differently and what I did wrong….”maybe that caddis was to big?” or “I should have let go of the line” and so on and so forth. These trout are just downright awesome. Today was just about having fun and trying to get a few fish under our belts. When I checked the weather forecast for the day ahead, it was perfect with lots of fog and temps in the low 70’s. As we traveled north, Jeremy said “dude, this is perfect spring fly fishing weather. No blazing sun, no wind….should be awesome for blue wing olive and hendrickson hatches!” I immediatly started thinking about the wild rainbow trout that Jeremy and I love so much. Jeremy and I skipped out on a peice of stocked water and went for the wild rainbows. As we entered the water, jeremy said “take a few casts in that run while I rig up.” Jeremy and I had never fished the run from this side before and I did not have too much confidence. I walked to the run and laid out ten feet of line into the riffle aka “rainbow heaven.” Nothing happened, and that was not surprising to me. I made another cast with the dura-wooly bugger and sinking line setup and started a slow retrieve in the same spot. Wham! The fish took the hook! I released the slack line from my hand just as the rainbow started to rip. The fish took off into the backing and Jeremy helped me eventually land this gorgeous rainbow trout. This fish, was, well, perfect. Absolutely perfect. I couldn’t have asked for anything more and then just as I released the fish Jeremy and I found ourselves fly fishing to rising trout all around us. The rising trout did what they often do, they shut us down and refused every fly we offered them. I can’t wait till the next time I get to fly fish for my favorite fish….wild rainbow trout.