Actually, only a little. When I mention a Big Mac drive, I'm usually not talking about running for a hamburger. Union Pacific initials confuse me constantly too. ![nod](https://ogrforum.ogaugerr.com/static/images/graemlins/icon_nodding.gif)
I've only landed bright yellow Tigers, no green brutes bite my lines. Hundreds of hours on the river and Erie too, but I never caught a carp or walleye either; pike, and bass keep getting in the way. I've caught dogfish and garpike, and a rainbow down here too. Even a snakehead somebody let loose, I thought it was dogfish #3 for a minute. Not to often I'm skunked though. Even ice fishing, something always wants to say hi.
The only thing that leaves with me is a tacklebox full of other folks garbage
I love to fish but don't eat them; don't hunt, but love to cook and eat wild game, and can spend weeks in the woods alone
I'm a great target shooter too; rifle or pistol. But I can hardly reach a trigger on anything bigger than a Walther. Anything but normal
All past tense, tore my guts up and trains are my limit now. I can't even cast anymore let alone land the big one.