I am an avid fly fisherman. Most of why I am is for all the right reasons. Sure, I have the problem of getting into the "numbers" game, but who doesn't. However, for the most part, the sport just takes me to happy places. The rhythmic motion of the cast, the fly selection, the reading water, watching for specific hatches and most importantly the camaraderie of friends around a camp fire drinking their favorite beverages and sharing stories from the day or trips past. One hot topic seems to be Rocky Ford Creek. I don't want to start a internet frenzy. Just want to make a comment. R.F. is what it is. I actually think people are missing the point. It is a happy place, maybe not as happy as other places, but not bad all the same. Sure the fish are rough, but hell, who cares, your still having the opportunity to throw line, read water, have a good fire, drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke and swap stories. Not to bad in my book. As for people getting mad that their little secret is getting out. I have a real great place that no one knows about... It is called the Bighorn, or is it the Southfork of the Snake or the 'Mo. Again, it doesn't matter. Don't forget what this is all about. The happy place with the drink and cigar, man. That is it and that is all. Out.