Took my buddy and his son out for a little redneckin' at the Gallatin steam plant. It was by far the slowest skipjack trip I've ever been on, but we still had a ball. William (15) caught his first fish on a fly rod (and several more).

It is not the killing ...; it is the contest of skill and cunning. The true hunter counts his achievement in proportion to the effort involved and the fairness of the sport.

Dr. Saxton Pope