Totten Reservoir, Summit Res, Joe Moore

We went and rode bikes over at Phil's world by Cortez so it seemed a natural time to hit Totten up and try to catch a walleye. No such luck but Lisa caught a single pike. We then headed over to Summit Reservoir where there was a really good trumpet player in the outhouse jammin like a mofo. I'm dead serious. A guy was in the outhouse playing the trumpet and he was playing well. I almost went and knocked on the door telling him I needed to use the outhouse but if he was willing, he could serenade my poo. Shoulda coulda. There were some total derelicts drinking down by the lake and being fairly obnoxious but we fished a bit to no avail. We headed over to Joe Moore and threw a few casts and who should show up? The poophouse virtuoso? NO! The f$%#ing derelicts. Maybe I sound judgmental not knowing them and all, but this wasn't the humanity that cured Polio and went to the moon. Oh well. An almost fishless day but killer bike ride great views and a beautiful day with a beautiful chica... could be worse. WTF was that guy doing playing his trumpet in the outhouse? Do you know this man? Please comment!