Gentleman
I'm the guy who traded my Winchester 94 for one of your canoes; I'm about to wear the webbing off my seat; I put in at Whitethorn mostly and the first time, I paddled up strem and watched an Otter playing in the water until I about 50' away; he looked up at me and I never saw him again; another day I was wading and while I was walking down the railroad tracks a hawk swooped down 10' away; into the brush; I tried to sneak up and take a picture of him with his catch; he took off and almost took my head off; My point is, that I envy all of you; making a living doing this. I'll be done with my job in Blacksburg in July and will miss the NRV. By the way, Shawn, has your son, or whoever ended up with my first rifle put it to good use? I'll stop in this Spring and visit. GREAT TRADE.

Dean Larson