Anyway, I saw a small brown flying directly at my head and time seemed to stand still. *I did a weird in-air mend/contortion with my fly rod...
I get this picture in my head similar to the bullet dodging scenes in the Matrix movies
I was fishing a BHPT and was picking my line up for another cast when a litlle guy thought he would take a bite. The hook was not set but he held on until the apex of the back cast and flew about 30 yards into the pool behind me