On a beautiful saturday in September. Catering to my wifes birthday wishes. A chalet was rented in the country, lake side, of course ! Provied with an electrically motorized bathtub, not being discouraged from the sense of adventure itself. Casting off to find myself in a scenario that only Josehp Conrad could describe. Deep ! Dark ! And frighteningly calm. Casting from the bathtub, my Caddis fly touches down on the water... With a crunching bite, panic setting in, I backcast with fury, only to find my Caddis gone along with 6 inches of leader ! Thrilled with the strike, I am relieved with the loss, for it was surely a monster.