I just scrolled down through all the posts and was thinking about all the fish. Then I came to your post. This is what I like about this site, that thoreau knew what he was talking about. The season may be over but the memory is what keeps us coming back. I made it to the lake four times. Once in early spring and my son caught a nice rainbow. I came back this fall once with my daughter and she caught three salmon. The last two times were with a new fishing friend and we caught four salmon the Saturday before last and one salmon and one rainbow on this past Saturday, this same last day I saw the sun rise over the mountains and saw what I think was a young bald eagle with a rather large fish in his tallons. Thank you to all who have posted. Sometimes I feel like I'm eavesdropping but by posting a question or comment I realize that we're all part of the family. Thank for everything!