One of my brother-in-laws called me last night to pick my brain about the fishing on a lake in Oregon. Since the wife and I used to live at waterfront on this lake, I spent literally 100's of hours in the boat chasing the illusive Rainbow trout. Toward's the end of our residence on the lake, alot of the times while out trolling it was not uncommon to have one or more boats following me around. The local boat and tackle shop was telling those that asked to follow the little blue boat at the other end of the lake. Fish like people, are not all alike. They have certain likes and dislikes just like us humans have. And if you really want to catch a boat load of fish, obviously you have to give them what they want when they want it. Brother-in-law and a friend of his fished the lake yesterday and did not catch a fish. Bummer! I'll not get into all the details about how you would fish this lake, but the first question I asked of him was--which way was the wind blowing. And the wind yesterday was coming from the wrong direction to catch fish. Their is something very spiritual about being on a beautiful mountain lake chasing mother nature's treasures. This particular brother-in-law is a Baptist preacher--amongst other things, all good of course. Lets see at the end of the day if he and his friend are going to just eat for the day, or eat for the rest of their lives. Remember the story?