Posted by JDK on September 01, 1998 at 11:33:57:
This morning while I was trying to fish at Jones Bridge, I slipped and watched as my Winston/Ross outfit went flying into a nice run and disappeared. On my way off the river I told a fellow fisherman (Jack) what had happened and we exchanged some stories. When I got back to my truck in the parking lot I dropped off my vest and stuff with the intention of going back to the river to snorkel if I had to. As I re-entered the river I saw Jack floating down and he seemed to have a snag. I walked a few more paces and looked up again and saw him waving my 9 foot 5 weight at me. He wouldn't accept a reward. Before I left we talked a little...he hadn't caught anything all morning. I told him that I hoped his good deed would bring him some luck. I started for the bank and in about ten seconds, Jack had a nice fish on. Life's pretty good sometimes.