Greg, we may have discussed this before, but after college and before coming home to Maine I was in exile in Newark, teaching and coaching at St. Benedict's. The Poconos, the Delaware shad run, and a few nice little wild trout streams in the Water Gap were my refuge. Strangely, I never fished the Raritan, though I fished a lot of places more obscure and farther away. The school owned an old boys camp out on Flatbrook, and I used to take groups of kids out there hiking and fishing a little.

"At first blush I am tempted to conclude that a satisfactory hobby must be in large degree useless, inefficient, laborious, or irrelevant."
— Aldo Leopold