Okay, I've resisted replying here long enough only because the time I was "caught" has finally been forgotten (I think).

I finished work early on a project near a local stream, and I "just happened" to have my gear in the truck. So...

There I was casting to some steelhead and the photographer for the local paper comes walking up, snapping away. Long story-short, front page, full color shot of me casting the long rod, on a beautiful fall evening, painting an idyllic picture of fishing in Oregon. It made it to the A.P. and even my brother in S. California caught it in the L.A Times.

I took a lot of razzing for that, for a very long time.

Bill