So…….What about the 30th??
Walkbuck's Top Ten reasons why you should attend the 30th Annual Fishin Mission:

10. It's the one place you can really be in charge of something! Even if it's only when and where you throw-up!

9. It's the only place you can spend the wooden beer tokens you've had in your ash tray since last year!

8. You can place your order for the 30th Annual CD Scrapbook-- with movie files and pictures from the last 30 years!

7. You can wear the same clothes for days on end, and then throw them away if you choose!

6. You can get the 30th Annual "stuff" like collared shirts, hats, coffee mugs, and window decals! [bring lots of money for "stuff"]

5. Showers are optional--and surely not a daily requirement!

4. Do you really think you have any other friends?

3. You don't have to know what flatulence is……. to have it!

2. No one expects you to "act your age"!

And the #1 reason you should attend

 the 30th Annual Fishin' Mission?

A Sensor Runs Through It!

Fly Fisherman can spend years perfecting the rhythmic motion needed to cast a fly far enough yet gently enough to convince a fish that dinner has just landed.  Noel C. Perkins, a mechanical engineer at the University of Michigan, turned to science instead: He built a high-tech sensor to debug his casting technique.

Perkins gizmo is both inexpensive and light and uses the same sort of chip-based motion sensor that triggers car air bags. These microelectromechanical systems, or MEMs, chips cost a few dollars each. And at under one ounce, the proto-type device doesn't impair movement. Attached to a rod, the MEMs unit tracks casting speed and acceleration. Software running on a linked handheld computer then points out weaknesses by comparing the user's motion with that of an expert fly fisherman.

A consumer version of the casting aid is in the works…..COOL!!

Errors/Corrections/Quotes

The Mayor, being in a frisky mood at one of the campfire gatherings, was heard to say, "Let's all exchange shoes so Sperm won't know who he's talking to!"  I don't get it!

Apparently, with heavy concerns about litigation (from his wife?) Dave Johnson wanted to correct the record. It was reported for the 28th he had his two sons with him, and he only wants to claim Robby--what happened to Tim?

Name change? The Professor is now Sybil?

left for Rhino's and some folks were talkin' about going over to Gordon's High Altitude Surf Shop! Most found their way back to camp, where we had a sit-down dinner for 34 [new camp record] with halibut, salmon, yellowtail, swordfish, crab legs [thanks to Pat for the fish--fresh from his Alaskan trip] tri-tip, pork-loin, and few biddy trout. Did I mention that fishin' SUCKED?

Monday June 3rd: With the fishin' being so bad, most folks were losin' interest in the Derby. It's as if they just watched the clock in the tower at City Hall ring 12:00 Noon, so they could get it over with! It was deemed a Pathetic Rollover--no declared winner--but we took the money to Rhino's and spent it anyway! Another fine private party--Thanks to JR! Later on, we went back to camp for another cookout [thanks to Gerry, Sparky, HFTB, Slomax, and Walkbucks for the animal products] and thanks to the new chef on the team, Rocko, for finally getting us to appreciate the value of clarified butter! Everyone seemed to call it early--the Rhino's Wide Open was coming up in the morning!

Gave B-Port a break that night and went back to camp--had BBQ--saw Game 1 at Mono Village, and called it early.

Thursday June 6th: After an early AM breakfast in camp [cook it up so you don't have to take it home] OD, Ryan,  and Sybil left. Down to the Three Amigo's HFTB, Sparky, and Walkbucks. The Mayor returned and we hooked up with Chuck Grennell (another Class of '68 GHS'er with Mayor and Walkbucks) for a mini-reunion (2nd Annual) and went to Rhino's for some dinner and shot some pool!

Friday June 7th: The Three Amigo's started breaking camp, and got some help from Chuck Grennell. Went to the Café for a final breakfast--left Mono Village, checked into the Walker River Lodge for a little rest and walked over to Rhino's for Game 2!

Saturday, June 8th: Breakfast at Hayes Street--and then on our way--ADIOS--until the 30th!!
See you there!!!!

Tuesday June 4th: Not much to report that hasn't been said on Page 3--except that after golf we retired to Rhino's, did a Pizza Feed for twenty, and when Rhino's closed, some went over to the Sportsmen and discovered that Sybil had a soft spot for snakes....be afraid!

Wednesday June 5th: The crowd is dwindling (as it does) but Sparky, HFTB, OD, Walkbucks, Ryan, Morgy, and Sybil decide to head to the Res for some fishin'. Did I say the fishin' still SUCKED?