A chance encounter...

...paddling my canoe around Grapevine Point on a glassy calm evening.

Dipping my paddles in the water and watching the mayflies dance, silhouetted against the dusk. And there was the shadow of another canoe all alone out there. Without a word we met and it was my great friend Jim LeMoine come out for the same reason as me.

Catching that last gasp of gold before the night.