My father, an avid lake fishermen, always like to mention that he introduced me to the sport early on by taking me fishing while still I was still in my mother’s womb. Fast forward 33 years, I took my father to the Guadalupe River last winter for his first fly fishing experience. We managed to land some nice Rainbows, including his very first trout! The take, fight, and landing was picture perfect, it also just happened to be that the actual picture of his first Rainbow was also comically perfect!