Jeff Miller wrote:

as you know, i much prefer the "less traveled" spots far from the
madding crowds. i'm sure the au sable is magnificent, but if it's
like
all the other "famous" waters i've seen, i'll pass.

The dates are roughly set for the week after father's day. To refresh
memories, there are two groups that meet in Grayling every year and
join up for dinner on the Saturday after daddy's day.

However this particular mini-clave revolved around a possible and
promised visit in the UP at a certain dead lawyer's pond. So you would
in effect get both. A chance to toss hummingbird sized flies to large
brown trout in nothern lower michigan, and a possible chance to toss
adams and sulfures at brookies in a pond of literature. And if you
stuck around, a chance to fellowship with a hundred folks who would
consider you a life long friend and do something good for the rivers in
northern michigan.