If you ever come to the western North Carolina mountains, I'll put you on some trout in some beautiful places (though they won't be as big as those legendary Arkansas browns (except maybe for this one place...)).

I drove across Arkansas twice this summer-the only thing worse was Oklahoma (sorry Sooners), and then, God help us all, the Texas Panhandle, Satan's back-porch (sorry, Texans, but thanks for all the beef!-you can keep the desert and the dust-devils).