This Northern neighbor is tired of seeing all of these wonderful posts without the benefit of posting his own. It is not my fault that my Townsend born mother married a **** Yankee from Maine, how I ended up in Illinois is an even more depressing story. I don't get "home" often enough, and when I do my remaining relatives don't understand why I spend my time in the "crick." Waterfowl season has ended and my wife is currently enduring my endless hours of trip planning on this **** laptop. The trip dates keep getting pushed up a little closer. Until then I will dream my dreams of cold water, blue skies and tight lines.