where the river narrows but deepens with larger rocks and pockets. I climbed over an abandoned beaver mound and fought what I believe was the biggest fish ive ever had on my line. this is where "the one" got away! fought him going back and forth up stream and back behind a submerged rock for about 20mins before he snapped my (then) only handmedown rod from an old shed. thats when I started taking fishing a bit more seriously. invested in a better rod and I will return one day! Quite a few lessons learned that day!