After watching steelhead bounce off the end of Gary's line, and Tom's lucky hat not being able to come to the rescue because it had taken a swim during one of the many hail storms, we had to dig deep to find some reserve juju. At this moment I had a flashback to putting lunch into the cooler, and remembered there was a slice of bread in there that was not part of the sandwich. We had been banana breaded! Within an hour of evacuating the banana bread, our juju was returned, and we went back to business time. The luck of Tom's hat continues!