You go to sleep one night in your bed - feeling safe and warm - and wake up the next morning to discover you're balanced on a razor's edge between life and a fiery death.

At least if you believe what you read in National Geographic (I only get it for the articles).

They published their much-anticipated list of America's Ten Most Dangerous Volcanoes.

It turns out I live smack on the flank of #5.



Surely, the vision of the keyboard that delights and amuses both my readers my massive readership lying mangled under tons of flesh-vaporizing, molten rock surely causes concern (if not outright consternation).

(Note to self: I always knew I was a risk-taker - one of those dangerous, bad-boy types that chicks should have thrown themselves at in high school. Sadly, proof of this comes 30 years too late.)

Here's What This News Means To You
With both the McCloud and Upper Sacramento Rivers virtually certain to disappear under a 450 mph river of 1800-degree gas and debris - parboiling the trout and making rollcasting difficult - the Undergrounders are left with one inescapable truth.

Drop everything you're doing right now.

And go fishing on the Upper Sacramento or McCloud. Before the volcano makes wading impossible. (Wading on magma: felt or rubber?)

See you casting into the fiery pit, Tom Chandler