What a blatant snag-fest. I was up there this morning, just watching-not fishing. Every single solitary poacher (not fishermen or even sportsmen) I saw was snagging. At least 100 people (poachers).

Sad thing is that a lot of them had their kids & wives with them, teaching them "how to fish".

Best part of the day is when one of the snagging s.o.b.'s fell on his a$$ on the rocks.

About noon, Concrete P.D. rolls up. I don't think he even bothered to get out of his car. And Game Warden, what Game Warden? Never saw one. Although I did hear he was out the night before writing tickets for "Fishing After Dark". Seems bass-ackwards to me.

Camo