![]() Hours earlier, I rolled into Twin Bridges, eager to learn about the renowned Montana fly-rod company, R.L. The rod I hold is a Winston, and I'm starting to see what all the fuss is about. This precision isn't the result of skill, but rather of careful craftmanship and a commitment to quality. I want to applaud my expert casting, but the truth is, I'm not that good. Aiming for a small gap in the brush, about a foot from the bank, I cast, holding my breath as the fly soars through the air. Fly-wand in hand, I'm hoping to cast a few spells on some unsuspecting trout, but the streambanks are also home to overhanging branches that love to consume flies. As I look upstream, I see deep undercut banks, likely home to huge Beaverhead browns.
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