When I saw this over blown up creek... my heart was totally sunken. Man... God got to be kidding me... two hours drive and just for hitting the "mud creek"!!... If I catch any, that would be something "unbelievable" ... well... "I come, therefore I am" sounds familiar?! I tie one egg... which is big and shinny enough and I might get some chance... I over-head cast, roll cast, switch cast, whatever... pretending the water is just fine and pretending I was fishing in Provo. And suddenly the wind started to pick up...What?! What could be worse!? If I can catch a fish under these conditions, I can catch anything anywhere in the world! Sure enough, "Somebody" is listening... fish on!! I can not believe my line get twitched a little bit when I was high sticking in a back eddie... he fought like a train...ok, a toy train. I landed it and sure enough the egg was on her mouth corner... what a catch! What a day... I did not give up... and I did not get skunk! Phew...