Well it was July 7th my birthday, and my father had asked me what I wanted to do on it. I replied with the one thing that I always do……go fishing. He smiled, and agreed that he would take me to some spots he fished as a kid, and finally dig out his old rod. My father used to love to fish, but since having kids, he hasn’t had the time or the disire to go any longer, and when he goes with me it is special. Anyways, we decided to go to a few different spots throughout the day, with the first resulting in my first trout on a fly rod, a nice 10″ bow. Afterwards we decided that we would fish a tiny brook that came off of a mountian that our family owns. When I got to the brook, I was amazed. I had never seen it before, and it was sooooo beautiful. Keep in mind now, my father and little brother are with me and are both fishing with worms, but I was determined to never put down my new fly rod. Within the first minute, my dad pulled a little 5″ wild brookie out of the water, the biggest catch for that river of the day. We caught fish after fish, all under 5″, and all amazingly colored. I couldnt believe it! The fish looked so amazing I just couldn”t comprehend the fact that they came out of property I grew up around! I had to have caught at least 10 fish, and lost many others that day. The brook was only a maximum of 5” across, and crystal clear. The trout however had bright colors, and their backs looked like little green mazes. Now looking back on the day, I am still stunned. These fish were the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen, and I can”t wait until my next birthday. To me that day was not about catching the most fish, it was about being with my dad on the rivers. It felt so good to remind him of how much fun fishing was, and to really let him realize my passion for fly fishing. He may have caught more fish than me in the little brook, but the experiance I had of catching those wild brookies with my father was the best birthday present I could have ever asked for.