I am primarily a stillwater nymph fisherman. Back in the eighties, my wife and I had a tent trailer with a rack for a small aluminum punt on top. We would travel in Alberta to various lakes.

My wife, Connie, is a lovely lady but she is fair weather fisherperson and also she would have to be an octopus to handle everything she likes to take with her out in the boat. Two hands are not enough for a mug of coffee, a thermos, a book, three quilting magazines, a nervous kitten needing non-stop petting and a pair of binoculars. Now adding a fly rod that "has to be constantly held securely" was just about too much