So, I just had the weirdest urge. And I figured what the hell, why not. So I went out, at three in the morning, just as the sky is beginning to become light, and stripped down to nothing. And then I just stood in the pre-pre-dawn light, bollock naked, enjoying the feel of the world, enjoying the energy in the wind and the slight light and the way the world felt. The wind across my tackle was rather good as well.