I was recently watching whatever the second Twilight movie is with my friends (who are all obsessed) and all I could think about was the steelhead they weren't catching. There were so many longing looks and so little fishing. I'm pretty sure I had a dream that night that I was swinging on the river and the warewolf was there (I'm madly in love with him). Oh well. I'm sure I wasn't the only person who saw the movie who was thinking this, but there couldn't have been many of us.