All we did was hold up the boards, and the daggum trout nailed ‘em together. True story! The few folks that live in Craig are mighty handy, but they’re better with an oar or a rod. And with all the fish we got in the Missouri (about 5,000 a mile dependin’ on who’s countin’), there’s bound to be a few carpenters and plumbers in the bunch. Now if we could just find a rainbow to run the fly shop so we could do more fishin’...