Steve’s fishing. I’m writing. Doesn’t seem fair, does it? Well since I already started the post I might as well finish it. We have a string of warm weather headed our way in WNC starting this weekend and it extends all the way through the ten day forecast. It’s the kind of weather forecast that makes me want cast aside my computer, grab my rod, and go punch some piscatorial adversaries right in the face. Guide season starts in a month or so and my personal fishing days tend to trend downward, which is a direct inverse relationship my bank account during the same period (funny how that works). So between tying more Y2K’s and Wooly Boogers then I ever want contemplate, and taking care of all the truck and boat maintenance that I have put off till now, I will be elbow deep in a river near you for the next thirty days. My internal clock is ticking…I hope nobody gets hurt.