# No, not one, thanks for asking. A few pulls, one of which I really should have turned into a trout, but my fingers were numb and shaky after fishing through a hailstorm without gloves.
# Even on a day with a hailstorm in it, I can get burned cheeks in four hours by the water and drive home at lunatic speeds because I am a little sunstruck. Of course I drove _there_ at lunatic speeds. I couldn’t help it. I was going fishing.
# Next time, I will be invincible, for I will be armed with Kaufmann’s fat ass dragon. Well worth sending to Seattle for a fly with a name like that.
* Nothing whatever to do with fishing, but I was winding up some of the CiF commentators about their knowledge of science — something in inverse proposrtion to their certainty about the use and reach of scientific knowledge — last week and so noticed with delight, via Ponder Stibbins, a really interesting introduction to Quantum Physics, taken in the opposite direction to most normal ones.