When you mentioned trading off on pods of fish it brought back memories.
All you can think is "let's catch every damn one of 'em".
That's EXACTLY right! We started to wonder how many were left that hadn't been caught out of that one pool. This reminds me soo much of the good ole days on another river that used to hold some Brown giants.
Sight fishing to big fish with light lines and delicate presentations make my heart pound heavy. He didn't take that pass, adjust the drift. Still no take, adjust the depth,,,,right on the money he's gotta eat it this time, closer,,closer,, perfect,,, mouth opens, indicator ticks, lift, strip set, head shakes!! For one very brief moment in time everything is right in the world. Nothing compares.