Overkill?
Fully masked, the young angler fishes the dank, muddy waters of the Gatineau. He’s at least 30 metres away from the walking-biking path along Jacques-Cartier, which in any event is being used by almost no one other than yours truly on this cold, blowy April afternoon.
Even given more seasonable temperatures and the path’s normal volume of traffic–about one person or couple every two minutes–he would be at far greater risk from eating his catch than from contracting any sort of disease from passers-by.
At the end of the day, is he more concerned about catching or not catching something?
Jon Peirce Editorial Services 