I've abandoned Faircloth and have found Reese in Perch Creek, known locally as Highland, which is the name of the marina here. Of course, now that I've left Faircloth he's probably smashing them.
Reese has spent some time in Perch Creek every day. Right now he's fishing slowly down the bank working what looks to be a sinking worm. He had his Power-Poles down for a few minutes but didn't stay there long.
Six spectator boats are around him. Youngsters are jumping into the water from a dock across the narrow creek. Hard to the believe given the cold morning and the miserable weather yesterday. The kids are splashing and screaming and having a big time. They are too far from Reese to hinder his fishing.