Here is an email from Ted, and here's what he writes.

I'm not just a fair weather camper in Fisherman, I love the outdoors and exploring it.

This is a true story.

I'm now 58 years old.

On this evening I was in my mid 40s.

My wife and I used to camp a lot in a big one-ton truck in a camper rig that we owned.

And on this evening, myself and my friend Tom had just made camp on the edge of a secluded

lake, midway up Vancouver Island on the coast of British Columbia.

We left our wives at an event in the town of Nanymo, and we were going to continue

on up the island.

Okay, there's nothing funny about that sentence, however, I think it's funny that Nanymo is

spelled N-A-N-A-I-M-O, and the writer phonetically wrote it out for me, and I don't know if he

did that for me, or if he probably does that for a lot of people.

But I've had a lot of people say, hey, I can do some editing for you, and I can even phonetically

spell out the words that you probably can't pronounce.

Y'all, I'm not embarrassed that I can't pronounce some words, and there are some words that

I know how to pronounce, but I cannot get my mouth to form the words.

I don't know what it is.

Anyway, I'm digressing quite a bit here.

I just thought that was funny that he phonetically spelled it out.

All right, back to the story.

The plan was to rough it, fishing in a rugged spot that I knew of, just us guys.

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