I'm the environmentalist, but the Senator loves to fish, and so there's hope. On the way here we argued again, this time about the roadless initiative. Not really about roadless areas in national forests, but about the Forest Service's ability to pass such a resolution. Often our discussions come down to the Constitution, to who's supposed to make laws, and as a lawmaker the Senator wants to retain these abilities, even if it means less control for government agencies. I asked, vexed, motioning out the Isuzu's window at Highway 341 as we drove coastward.
Agencies make decisions.
Otherwise we'd have anarchy. He is a man who gets down to the basics. When the governor was trying to reform Georgia's educational system, Tommie was reading John Dewey. When we get to Dorset's honey hole, a bend in the South channel, which is the main flow, the men sink an anchor at each end of the boat, and the rope hurries from its quoyle for long minutes until finally it idles and the men tie it off at the cleats. Dorset sets us up with rods and reels, which we bait with fat frozen shrimp.