Wished I was there. My first day fishing Fork in 1986 was in White Oak. Tied up to a tree and my son and I caught bass until the world looked level on black/blue worms. Those were the good 'ol days.
Amen. If you did not have the privilege of fishing Fork when it first opened you will have to wait till you get to heaven to understand what it was like. It was indescribable.
In 1986 I think I was on Fork 289 days