i went to fish the wigwam in fernie this summer, i drove for 5 hours from red deer to get there and spent close to 2 hours trying to get access. i have been trying (with terrible luck) for the last few years to catch a bull trout over 20 inches i have caught a few bulls but mostly tiny ones, i figured with a river that has 10lb bulls i was bound to sucker a nice one into taking my newly tied streamers. i get down to the river and hammer like 30 nice healthy cuts in one pool before i decide its time to get to some bulls, i cast for the next 4 hours and didn't see a single one. i move about 3km upstream till i get to another hole with tons of cutts rising so i switch back to a dry and first cast i hook a nice 18inch cutt, it starts dashing through a relatively small but deeeep pool. and then out of nowhere CAAAAAAABLAAAAAMO a monster bull, and i mean a freaking giant, with a head like a football and a tail like a badminton racket grabs the cutt by the side and proceeds to shake the crap out of it. it chased the cutt for like what seemed like 20 minutes (probably more like 3 or 4) with its last attack happening almost at my feet. to be honest i was scared sh^%less of this thing but i couldnt believe what i had just saw...so i let the cutt go and tied on a double bunny throw out a cast and start stripping it in and then i see this massive shadow move in...get about 3 feet to the fly..then 2 feet..then one...then about 4 inches. my heart is thumping like crazy and i am bracing myself for the hellfire this fish is going to unleash and then....it turns and goes back into the deep. i cast about another half an hour then tie on a clouser, then a wooly bugger, then a dace pattern, then i switched to every other nymph, dry and anything with a hook and fished for 2 more hours catching nothing but cutts and not seeing this thing again, i have never fished so hard in my life for one fish. it started to get dark so i clip my fly and reel in my line and put everything away and walk back to the car heart still racing in the pouring rain. i hop into my car and light a cigar and drive the 6 hours home thinking about what i could have done differently, if maybe i twitched my streamers more, or if i had tied clousers that looked more cuthroaty i would have got the big kahuna. i still think about it when i am out and i just wish i had got a hook into it.