Nice to see some changes in the Avatar fotos- someone in your family perhaps? 1920's era--

I always carried a wad of OOO steel wool in a zip-lock baggie in the vest, along with a Bic lighter (and I am a Non-Smoker) and not trusting those yo-yo Orvis 'zingers" for anything heavier than a nipper, I kept the hemostat and the folding Kershaw knife on a cord inside the shirt, around my neck-I've seen in my day a lot of such fly fishing "sundries" take a bath-

The steel wool will have just enough petroleum base in its fibers to start an emergency fire- and the aerosol sprays for bugs and mosquitoes will also treat birch bark or toiler paper with enough accelerant to do the same- The old "Be prepared" scenario--

Fine 600 emery paper would work as well, and not turn rusty like the steel wool. I miss my many days on streams, but in MI so many canoes and guide boats, it's like trying to play solitare on the center berm of I-95 near the beltway at rush hour.

I think it was the late Sparse Grey Hackle who commented on having to share the water with a stranger was like inviting him into your bedroom on your wedding night-- Tight Lines however--