I am 18 years old and I have been fishing since I can remember. I remember the first fish I ever caught on a fly. We were on vacation and I saw so many people fly fishing so I decided hey why not try it. So for about 30 minutes I sat there casting a tangled mess, but as time went on I started getting better and better. It got to a point where the grown men around me moved out of sight because I was doing better than they were. I said to myself okay its time to catch something. Keep in mind I am in a large pond so all there really was to catch was bass. Anyways I was working my way down the bank and all of a sudden, I saw a boil. I casted just past it and started stripping. That is when I realized my leader knot was seriously frayed. Right when I realized that I got a strike. I thought to myself that I have to keep pressure but not to much because the knot would come undone. As the fight went on, I took line then it took line. It did this for about 10 minutes. I knew it wasn’t a big fish but since it was my first fish I wanted to make sure I landed it. At one point in the fight it started to swim towards a large branch in the water. I pulled it away and I could see the knot unravel. I thought that that was it and the line was going to break. Fortunately, it didn’t break. I finally was able to bring it in. After landing it I looked at it and thought how could a fish that wasn’t even that big give me one of the biggest fights of my life. After that fish I have been in love with fly fishing. I even go out to my pool and practice just for fun. To me it is the most relaxing and exhilarating thing in the world and I don’t know what I would do without it.