Me and tirko hit the creek again only this time instead of fishing up we chose some new water and walked down about a mile or so before fishing our way up. got to the river a little after 9am and made the long walk down. we encountered more bear tracks and some good sized ones this time. at one point we ran into so many washed out trees in the river that we had to get out and brave the tall brush that was between the creek and the woods. a little nerve racking and seeing bear shit all through the tall stuff did not help ease our minds. we took comfort in the fact that at least the tracks were not fresh. it was tough by passing all those good looking holes and after about an hour of walking we came to an extremely large slow hole that we could see some fish chilling in. right below that was another hole, of smaller proportion, that we could see a good 15 fish including a couple that were pushing the 20" envelope. i worked over these fish while tirko, wanting to throw a bugger through the big hole, went and did just that. neither my dries nor tirkos buggers were working. in my hole i could see that the fish were feeding, evident by their movements and i could see their mouths opening up as if eating something. i had some stuff that i could use as a dropper, so between a small soft hackle and a jerry's baetis i managed to pull a few decent fish, but not either of the 2 big ones that i was eye balling. i did eventually get one of them to eat my dropper, but it quickly broke me off. after awhile fish finally started to come top side on a consistant basis, which is always encouraging when rigged with a dry. i had wore my hole out (that doesn't sound good), but tirko finally started to land a few. it wasn't long though that tirko put a bugger back on and it started to nail some fish as well. at one point after tirko landed a fish he started yelling for me so i went over and proceeded to tell me about this huge fish that was chasing his smaller fish as he was bringing them in. i think, due to tirkos excitement, he over-exaggerated when he put his hands up and had them so far apart you could've put a king salmon between them, when describing how big this fish was. i started calling him marv (tirkos friend in my shut the hell up post awhile back). i copped a squat on the shoreline waiting to see this king salmon sized fish show back up. sure as shit, tirko hooked another fish and as he was bringing it into the shallows, here was this big ass fish, a bull, chasing around tirkos hooked fish. granted it was not the big salmon sized fish that he had shared to me but it was a good 25-30" bull trout. i knew it was a bull cause with the water so gin clear and in the shallows you could see it's white tipped fins. well'p that was enough for me, i tied on a jj bugger and went after it as well. that big fish did this several more times but we could not hook up with him. in the process of trying tirko landed his 1st bull and i took a nice sized bull and a brown, which i had no idea would even be in there based on everything i've read about the creek. my trifecta was complete! we stayed and fished that spot for 2-2 1/2 hours before deciding to move down further. we fished down with me picking up a few more nice cutts on top. the top water action was starting to really heat up, i fished a purple haze for bit getting lots of love and then at about 2pm switched to a pink chubby chernoble, which absolutely killed it. tirko hit a few more fish on the bugger as we worked our way up but his action had slowed way down. we came acrossed some more bear tracks on the other side of the river from where we saw the 1st ones and in the same general area. we finally got back to the jeep right at 6pm and i was beat. it was a good 40 fish day between the 2 of us and with seeing that big bull chasing hooked fish, tirko getting his 1st bull, me actually catching a brown in there, it all chalked up to another amazing day on the water.