Lew, that one brought back a flood of memories, especially of a crisp, misty morning on Duck Creek as it ran into Hebgen Lake, MT, with a decoy set swinging in the current, whistling wings overhead and the anticipation as the geese started talking while they lifted off of the lake to make their way up the tribs. Thanks for the trip down the lane, brother.
"There will be days when the fishing is better than one's most optimistic forecast, others when it is far worse. Either is a gain over just staying home."
Roderick Haig-Brown, "Fisherman's Spring"