I can't tolerate crowds as much as I used to. Back then, catching a fish was more important than dealing with the masses. But, as the fish came easier and my skills became refined, I found myself less and less tolerant. It's like I'm punishing myself for all my hard work to become a decent fisherman. Occassionally, I still break down and hit meatholes when my mood is right but I find that after an hour of chaos I need to get the hell out of there.....quick!

There is alot to be said for solitude and fewer fish. Anymore, I only ask for the chance at a fish in the course of a day's hike or float and if it's just me and the fish I know I have a good chance at a hook up or two....much more satisfying.

I guess as I get older and experience more of the world my view of the human population becomes more and more dim and it's meat hole fishing that brings out the pond scum of humanity. Don't want or need any part of it.