Hmmmm interesting topic... Speaking of Machette's(sp). I was wading a small remote river a few days ago...No houses, no other fisherman, no fish beathead . About 2 miles into my journey, i came around a corner and noticed a guy laying in the sand about 50 yards below me. It looked like he was asleep. I thought this was a strange place for a non-fisherman to be. I started throwing spoons down this sweet looking run. About 5 minutes later I glanced downriver at the guy and holy crap, he has his head up while holding up a machette or big knife in one hand while still laying in the sand. I wasnt packing heat, and didnt feel like pulling any undercover brotha b.s so i got the hell outa there. (while looking over my shoulder with stick in hand all the way back to my truck)

Just went to show me that there are wackos out there and you never know when you will find one. Avoid confrontations at all costs...you never know
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"I have a fair idea of what to expect from the river, and usually, because I fish it that way, the river gives me approximately what I expect of it. But sooner or later something always comes up to change the set of my ways..."
- Roderick Haig-Brown