Thursday night, finish article and prepare gear as per check off list! All set! Friday, pick up ice and load my trusty old Scout, carefully, for about the third time. Nine o’clock, all ready to roll, shower, set the alarm for 4 a.m. and try for some shut eye. Ten, eleven, twelve a.m.—am I ever going to sleep? Ring goes the alarm, the hand reaches over and down with the lever—the eyes dose for what seems a split second and “auwe” it’s 4:45 a.m. Jump out of bed, heat up the coffee, splash some water on the face, call fishing partner, get dressed, fill the air pot with hot coffee and hit the road with just enough time to reach the rendevous point at the arranged time without having to…