In February 2020, I went up to the Kings River where they have a program to raise trout and then get the public to help in releasing them. They knew I was coming so they got some cute kids to help out, which was fun. But most of volunteer fry “handlers” were strange old codgers who A: Didn’t want me to interview them and B: Didn’t want their photos taken and C: Scurried off with their fry buckets to salt their “secret” fishing spots on the river and did NOT want me following them. Fisher people are a weird bunch.