From our kayak, we monitor a man fishing, seemingly without success, from a pontoon boat on the north side of the lake. He is at the ramp packing up his gear when we arrive. It seems the two of us are alone when he asks, “What catches ‘em here?” “Worms!” The emphatic answer rattles the side of a Porta-Potty set back in the trees. We look about, puzzled. No third vehicle. No fishing gear laying…
Hal Dygert, Writer