Boy did I step in it! My Martha Lake/Alderwood Manor report was meant in fun and jest, as those who know me would recognize. I just plum forgot many of the folks on here that wouldn't know it, and in error I didn't realize there might be those who might misconstrue the comments. Heck, I'm a ex-farm boy myself that had a stint as a bass fisherman (bass boat, tournaments, and the whole nine yards) and still owns a Zebco. (grin) So, if your name is Hatfield or McCoy, and/or you use a chartreuse green or orange Zebco outfit, and you like to take lounge chairs and BBQ's with you when you go fishing, no offense meant. And, I thought it was (is) pretty cool that a person can take a lunch hour, and dressed in work clothes and without benefit of a fly vest or waders, go out and catch a few fish. The folks I referred to as the Hatfields and the McCoys and I had some good chats about the whole thing and found humor in it. Onward!
