I could've said it better. I am still amazed that my father could throw his Pfueger Supreme with a steel rod both right or left handed and put it wherever he wanted. I can't do that with all the technology today. We had a boat made out of two 1936 chev car hoods that we fished the Dix back in the 50's. It was hard to control but we got there. My father can remember catfish so large in the Dix River that it would stop my grandfather's grainmill. Now those cats are gone to pollution. Don't be afraid to document your fishing stories for your grandkids. They are priceless for the generations to come.