In light of posts concerning cars being thrashed while parked streamside, I was pleasantly surprised to find my IM reel on the windshield wiper after returning from a long Saturday afternoon fishing below Beardsley.  Somehow, my reel must have fallen out of my float tube's storage pocket when I carried the tube to the water.  During the day, I assumed I must have left the reel in the car. 

After packing up, I took a fruitless stroll up and downstream, inquiring the other fishermen along the river -- just hoping to locate and thank the Good Samaritan. 

The fish count or the time spent on the water was not on my mind as I drove home -- I couldn't stop thinking about an unknown individual doing the right thing!