The eagle soars majestically over the fish-scented water, making you yearn to visit this vacation paradise, and ask: "Seriously, Leech? Not eagle? Leech?"
We're used to it. Leech is the third biggest lake in the state, with almost 200 miles of shores, and an economy partly based on people from the cities coming up to fish, sit on the dock, swat skeeters, and keep the salt-shaker handy. Because, you know, leeches.
You can't get more Seventies than that typeface. But let's go inside and see what delights were offered.