Had a face-to-face with Mr. Horribilis on one of the "up north" rivers some years back. His charge stopped about 20 feet short, likely due to the intimidating Sage 8 wt. he detected up close with his beady eyes. He told me what he had to say, I thanked the grandfather in the fur coat for his message and we both lived to tell about it.

That brief exchange put into stark contrast life's events that strike fear in the hearts & minds of most folks. If it can't kill me and leave chunks of my remains in its stool, it doesn't carry much sway in the grand scheme. Have subsequently slayed some Goliaths as a result. I remain thankful to both the messenger and the message....