When it first came loose and took off I started chasing it. An image of some kid running through a sprinkler came to mind, which struck me as UNCOOL, so I stopped and pretended not to care that it got away. I even looked around to see if anyone noticed. Slamin' big BC steelhead one week, and chasing down a snagged 6-pound gift fish on the Skok the next. WTF?