This is a photo of my son-in-law Seneca and me, around the time of our encounter with the above mentioned monster. To explain, Sen snagged the demon pike which leaped into the air, (darkening the sky), and which rammed Seneca’s kayak, and sent Sen headfirst into the depths of Six-mile Lake, following after his fishing rod. My son-in-law bobbed up. Heroically, I stripped to my skivvies to dive down in search of the missing rod and reel. Alas, I failed. But I must say that kayaking back to the cottage, while practically naked, was exhilarating. Though for some reason my granddaughters, who were awaiting our return, used a different adjustive. For the full story contact me and I’ll send it along.