Alright, i've just gone over the edge. Last nite with the wind blowing 25 mph and the ambient air temperature being a balmy -10, I found my self stringing up my rod, setting in the corner and staring at it. Then after awhile I broke it back down and took the top section and and started doing the piece of yarn casting thing (something i saw someone talk about on here, actually kind of cool?)...pieced in the middle of that i have been obsessively paging through fly-fish mags and catalogs, all of which i have pretty much memorized at this point.... any body else reached this level of madness yet??