[Terry England]

Man, I is so stink'in cold up here that I can't hardly think, but I got to think'in about Mcgillicutty and how he was just like Steve Miller and jumped on a "Big 'ol Jet Airliner" and flew to the Anclote Gathering rather than dragg'in his ol' 21 Moesly across the lower 48 with the Jeep. That guy is one smooth operator. So I'm study'in rather than hooking my ol' SeaCraft to the Hudson and driving south through 300 miles of slush to get to the paved Interstate highway in May, I might just fly down there to Long Point and sip some of Don V's elixir, ride in Conner's Safari, help detail the boats for the Saturday Pass in Review and Blessing of the Fleet at Port Carla and of course arm wrassle Kmoose! I have quite a few skins and pelts so I could just gather 'em up to trade and chisel the snowmobile out of the snowdrift and run it down to Moose Crossing. Then I could get Red Hargrove to take me in his snowcat to Moose Landing and catch the Otter into Moose Junction where the weekly Super Connie can take me down to Bangor where I can board one of them fancy 707's to the land of eternal SunShine. I think that is my new plan - molding my life after McGilliecutty.