27-Dec-1998 -- I still feel gross from this one, and it's almost a year
later. Seems like a totally accomplishable confluence, if you can avoid what we
called "The Charmer Farmer." That is, the man who came charging up in his
pickup truck, with aggressive barking dog, yelling at us for trespassing and not
willing to listen to a word of this-is-for-a-cool-web-project. Confluence
seems to definitely be on his property -- otherwise I'd suggest an approach from another
direction. Oh sigh. I'd love to hear the tales if anyone else dares to try this one.