When I was about 10 or so, I was off fishing by myself on the Bumping River (Washington). I was in the middle of a hot bite, when another fisherman wandered down, sat on a rock and watched me fish. I offered to move out and let him have a chance in the small pool, but he just sat and watched as I caught my limit of fat little rainbows.

It was only later that I saw a photo of Justice William Douglas, and my observer was the spitting image. Douglas had a summer cabin nearby at Goose Prairie. While I couldn't say for sure that it was Douglas, I've always wondered.