I will fish in the rain, sleet, snow, hail, freezing rain, nuclear fallout, but I will put my tail between my legs and leave the river in a heartbeat if the wind is blowing as hard as it was Sunday. I left the Sno and the Sky at Goldbar was even worse. Jeez, Parker almost lost his favorite G Loomis hat in the parking lot and he kept telling me to "hurry up in that sanikan, dammit! There's a tree ready to fall over on your boat!". Ironically, I guess that a tree really did fall on that guys truck. That totally sucks and it's a good thing he wasn't in it when it happened.