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A long while back I was fly fishing on the East Walker river near the California - Nevada border in the Eastern Sierra Nevadas. I was by myself, not another human soul for miles around. Fishing was great, I was catching and releasing huge German Brown Trout. Out of nowhere this B1 Lancer Bomber passed overhead at no more than a few hundred yards. I remember that I saw it pass above me, but what didn't make sense at that moment was it did not make any noise - until it was maybe a quarter past me. After that the whole canyon I was quietly enjoying erupted in an explosion that vibrated through my soul like I'll never forget. Cattle that were peacefully grazing around me took off like mad and were tripping over one-another. I had to sit my ass down. It was then I realized that if I was the enemy of that flying beast it could have vaporized me and I wouldn't have heard a thing before becoming a small red stain in the sand. Fuck that was some cool shit…