Ah, the river. I shall be enjoined once again with the river ten suns hence. As I understand from my buddys up Kent County, melt is near complete, even amongst the one by ones, and the waters flow deep, cresting ice over dams and frazzling the most obstinate of alders. Those who art stout of heart, able to endure the pain of cold waters against aching joints, willing to douse themselves to the lips, and reap the riches of the cold flowing.... okay, I'm going trout fishing next weekend. And I'm jagged right fer it!