A lone cowboy wondered up to the Harvard Lakes one beautiful summer day with his trusty old lab by his side. It only took a few flicks of the wrist before he hooked his first brooke trout. At that point those fish were in trouble, for that cowboy had mastered the art of stealthy fly fishing and was on a roll. He threw in the hat after he caught six beautiful trout and proudly walked home to prepare his celebration dinner feast.
