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.