Windbreaker

Ray, boy can I relate to what you said about fishing. The one time I can remember that we tried it that I enjoyed was when I took a group of Boy Scouts to the Rockies in northern New Mexico and we stream fished the "Indian" way, with our hands. Catch them and throw them out on the bank. That was fun. Cleaning them was the pits, but after roasting on an open fire they sure tasted good.

Unlike you, I find great beauty in all of God's wilderness.
Forest are fine, deserts a delight, sea sides sensational, mountains are marvelous. I admit however that for the most part plains are a pain but fruitfull. Besides if everything were grand, how would we know.