Fly fishing on Maine waters creates thrilling memories

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Erin Merrill poses with a pike she caught while fishing with Registered Maine Guide Ryan Brod. Until that point, most of my fishing consisted of wading into a stream with my friend Staci and pretending I was Brad Pitt fly fishing in Montana. My polarized sunglasses helped me see the fly in the water as I reeled it back in each time. It didn’t feel like we had been out too long before I watched the fly disappear in the water. I pinched the line against the rod with my right hand and held the line tight with my left.