I fished Merrill for the first time yesterday. I've been going to the lake my whole life but never to fish, mostly to swim, sail, catch crawdads, and to honor the burial place of Rodger Madson, a former ranger and lifelong family friend. But now that I'm into fly fishing I figured I'd try my luck in this beautiful lake. Rodger always told me there were some monsters out there. I never knew him to be a liar.. I got in my float tube, tied an egg-suckin' bugger with a little brown nymph dropper to the end of my 4wt and started kicking. It was about 12:30, the sun was high and bright, and a slight breeze (like always) was running down the lake. Twenty minutes into my adventure, I felt a little tug and started to strip some line in. He hit hard the next time and I hooked him good. The line was zipping out so fast it burnt my hand. I had about three wraps of fly line left on my reel! He made two big runs before finding his way into my net. Definantly a wonderful experience. I'm very grateful to have that beauty be my first fish from Merrill. He bit on the nymph, and was hooked very cleanly inside of the mouth. The pic is terrible, and hes not lined up well on the scale, but I was able to let him go quickly and he swam off with tremendous power. I can't wait for the mayfly hatch. Maybe a few of you old guys can come show a kid a trick or two!?!