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Show ing pan. We just caught bull -heads, but the first ones out were dressed and into the frying pan. Now that's, eat-in' eat-in' fish! 0 The proximity of Miners -ville Reservoir, Beaver River, Ri-ver, Garrison Reservoir and Lake Powell influenced our decision to come to Milford. But the COUNTY NEWS has been so all consuming that we've been to Garrison fishing fish-ing only once, and have never nev-er wet a hook at Lake Powell. Pow-ell. Last year we didn't even buy a license. But lately we've been thinking that laying on the bank in the hot sun might just be the cure for what ails us. So don't be surprised sur-prised if you find a sign on the door of the COUNTY NEWS one of these days, "Gone Fishing". -0 - Ye ol' Ed has fishing fever. fe-ver. What a year to have it the reservoir is closed and almost any fishin' trip you can take requires amin-imum amin-imum of a day. We don't often get that far from the job for that long so guess it's just wishful thinking. - 0 - We've been thinkingabout some past fishing trips and we've lived near some fabulous fishing in years past. Close enough to run out for a couple of hours in the evening, or early morning trips, before work. Often we went fishing four or five times a week. In Wisconsin we floated the St. Croix, the Chippewa and the Louis Rivers. We lived on the banks of the first two. PolkCounty also boasted boast-ed 464 lakes, more than enough to fish a different one each day of the year. - 0 - In Washington we fished such famous streams as the Skagit, Klickitat, Snoqua-limie, Snoqua-limie, Snohomish, Cowlitz, and Tootle Rivers. Lakes were plentiful, but the challenge chal-lenge of sea run cut throat (Harvest Trout), steelhead and the wily,ChinookSalmon and Silvers kept our interest. inter-est. In Idaho we floated the Payette where they said it couldn't be floated, and in the St. Maries found Channel Cat; in Canada raced over McDonald Falls dragging a two pound window sash on a 50 foot line to keep the canoe headed in the right direction. And we loved the Gunnison and Chylough in Colorado. - 0 - But the trips we've been thinking about were when we were a kid back in Iowa. Generally the first each year was Easter Sunday. We'd run home from Sunday School and Dad would be ready with the gear packed, I'd dig worms the day before, and we would head for Coleline's buoyou. It was generally chilly enough we needed a fire and Dad always brought a fry- |