Fishing without Khrushchev

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“One sport I fear I shall not catch Mr. Khrushchev at is trout fishing. While I was dining with him in Moscow last year…”

Yeah, that’s one way to get your article published in a 1961 Sports Illustrated. Particularly if you don’t actually achieve its stated objective…

“An American diplomat in Moscow shoulders the burden of Nikita Khrushchev’s scorn as he tries to complete his own private five-year plan to catch a creelful of Soviet fish”

I’m intrigued by his candidate for the World’s Shortest River title, though. Any advance on 50 yards…? Or should that be ‘retreat’?