On the way to First Bridge put in, Sam and I had the pleasure of hearing Michael Jackson’s “Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get enough. After some shoulder rolling, head bobbing and other embarrassing seated dance floor replications, I pondered that maybe this song was a good soundtrack for our recent fishing binge. We paddled the Saco from Conway to just above Davis Park and had good luck with woolly buggers. We split the bounty evenly, each catching two beautiful Brook Trout and two Rainbow Trout. The last fish was a devilish large one who, jumped and dove only to wrap my line and leader around a submerged tree. Sam (upstream of me in his kayak) was able to grab the line and pull him up by hand eventually nabbing him with the net. So, it is here, in trying to release this fish, that the true meaning of Mr. Jackson’s ode as it applies to our reality comes to light…this rainbow trout would not leave us. He hung around my knees and the kayak for minutes after being revived and free. It was, in fact, this large trout that was living the Jacksonian Dream. He just couldn’t get enough of these two interlopers, even as we tried to encourage him back to the deep. Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough of these strangely dressed, curious folk. We like these friendly trout. Very hospitable.