My father Roy Mickens was well known up there. I spent my summers growing up there in the 1960's and 70's. Dad had a way with the lake and people would watch him fish with binoculars, trying to check out what flies he would catch those fish on. He built 2 cabins in the South Bay, still there today. I had hoped someday to visit the lake again, it is etched in my heart forever. Dad died in 2002 at age 92, but he always missed that lake. I too hear it calling to me, as I enter my Golden Years. I imagine there are still some there that remember my father in his Hi Laker boat with his dog Reggie riding on the bow. I wish my grandchildren could have experienced those fun days, that I and my children enjoyed at Old Sheridan.