“Good morning,” a voice calls from behind me.
Thinking it’s just another angler walking down the pathway on the Ohio side of the Greenup Lock and Dam, I toss back, “Top o’ the mornin’ to ya!” Instead of a fellow fisherman, I look up to see an officer with the Ohio DNR. As we’re chatting about the weather and the occasional, “Catching anything yet?” the officer asks to see my fishing license.
