Sitting on a large freestone boulder I looked out over the pool in front of me and worked my left hand in hopes of a bit of control returning to it. The tremor was worse today, and although it wasn't keeping me off the water, it was certainly hampering me in my efforts. I needed to tie on a #18 Blue-winged Olive emerger, and the effort had become fruitless after about 15 minutes of frustrating attempts. SO, rather than ruin my entire morning in a rage of stubbornness that I was obviously born predisposed to, I chose instead to take a seat.