For Barbara and me, the time has come to begin packing for the long ride back to the log cabin on the Main Stem of the mighty Delaware. Since I piddled away so much time this winter, my hands are now glued to the tying vice, cranking out the necessary flies for the coming season. Some of them look pretty darn good. I can only hope that with a good presentation, the trout will agree with my belief. It is most certainly their opinion, not mine, that counts. Time will tell.