Who is crazier? Me or the jogger

[brushhog]

OK - here is the scenario, all three kids and the wife busy with activities. That leaves me with about 90 minutes of free time!!!

Weather - 30 degrees with a little rain/sleet falling

Water - Lakes and ponds iced over - Mohawk River clear!

Decision - Grab a quick handful of gear and fish the river from shore for about an hour.

Punchline the parts of the river I fished are along a jogging path - I had to go down a fairly steep embankment off the path to fish. About fifteen minutes after arrival I hear a jogger coming down the path, by the sound of his feet and his breath I can tell he has stopped and is watching me!

When I turn to look, the guy says in utter amazement, "You gotta be crazy to be fishing down there."

I reply, "you gotta be crazy to be bleepin' running up there!"

My question to you is this; Who is the crazy one?

I beleive I know what answer I'll receive from My fishin' brethren!