Chris, I don't know squat about fishing in Missouri but I am interested in sharing your experience if you'll allow. You see my father who passed when I was 5 while serving our country in Vietnam was stationed in Missouri when I was born.
My mother helped to instill some of his favoritisms in my brother and I with tales of his fishing and hunting adventures. My father was raised mostly surviving on the fruits of the land in Black River Falls Wisconsin. He was only blessed with being afforded a recurve bow and wood arrows as a youngster. As my mother tells it 3 years in Missouri, 1 in Wisconsin before being shipped off were golden times for my father. The thought of my father having a happy wife(when not paying the consequences for abusing his outdoor privileges), 3 small children and his love for fishing and hunting gives me comfort in knowing that his shortened life was a good one. Before transfering to Vietnam my father trained at Ft. Lewis and told my mother who was in Germany with us that in the event he wasn't coming back to raise us in Washington which she did alone on his word. While bowhunting the vast expanses of Ft. Lewis I often experience a closeness to his spirit
often times leaving me with the need to learn more. I do not have the benefit of interacting with anyone other than my mom to get a greater feel about the kind of man he was or what he experienced while in the outdoors. His obsession for fishing and hunting lives on in my brother and I. I would give anything for a day out in the DB chasing steel...just the three of us!

Pictures and thoughts on fishing Missouri would benifit me in learning more about those golden years. I am happy in knowing that my father would be proud of the fact that his spirit lives on in me!

FJ...out.