For those who had made book on the odds of United Airlines finally releasing its Flight 736 hostages, note that the Underground’s First Family finally dragged into World Headquarters at 2:30 a.m. Monday morning — after a pair of travel days that would bring tears to the eyes of Amnesty International.

United Airlines Sucks

You can feel the love for United Airlines

Rather than detail all the comedic highlights (more delays the second day, no food on the plane, a pilot miffed because passengers were cranky, etc), I’ll simply say that almost everything United Airlines did either made things worse or really made things worse, and they give every impression of an airline collapsing under the weight of massive incompetenceat the upper levels.

Now I’m back in Mt. Shasta, and unhappily, it’s almost exactly the same Mt. Shasta I left.

That sounds odd, but at this point in the year, some snow should have fallen.

It hasn’t.

Instead, the ski park remains closed. The mountain looks like it’s August.

And nothing is forecast for at least the next week.

That’s OK for the fly fishermen — the Upper Sac remains in fishable shape — but suddenly, the “D” word is rearing its head (drought).

Which isn’t all that great for fly fishermen (especially the small stream fiends).

And while I’ve got a yearlong media plan to build and other work, I’m also feeling pretty done with obligations, and I’m going fishing.

And soon.

Life intrudes and all, but there comes a times when too much is too long.

See you on the river, Tom Chandler.

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