Dusted off my gear (finally), and made it out to a local western lake. About a dozen "vessels" were there when I arrived at the crack of noon. Most were using indicators and some were catching fish, but most were not. I trolled (and cast) a leech... shallow, deep, slow, fast, black then white. After only getting one strike all afternoon I was really getting mello... figured I'd probably get skunked. Then a 17" Brown bit my white bunny leech. I could see it was a Brown after it jumped a couple of times... Then came the eagles......I've played this game before, and have unwillingling fed these birds several times. But today they were very determined. Perhaps they were hungry, or perhaps they hankered for a Brown trout dinner,,, but being within an arms length of those huge talons.... brought my "angling experience" up a few notches. Good times.