This story is quite dated (been out of Washington since 1984) but used to live in "Queensgate" area above the Sammy Slough.

Would drop down for an hour or so's fishing on Saturday and Sunday. One of the game checkers was a young lady and quite personable.

Anyway, her 'heat' was a ball point pen ... until one Saturday she showed up carrying a cannon on her hip. Obviously I asked the 'why' of that.

Apparently, right in downtown Bothell, she had bee accosted by two fisherment when doing her normal 'creel/licence' checks. Scared to po.. out of her. Bosses got her a gun to cary for self protection. In downtown Bothell .. cripes.