First thing I saw when I got out on the water around 5:30 AM was a plane over Webster Bay with a big banner on the back... Ranger Boats. At least I didn't run into the Gov. I told my Dad that if I saw any guys in suits wearing squiggley things in their ears, I was going to go in the opposite direction. Only 4 keepers all weekend. Bunch of crappies on Friday, but Friday and Saturday was pretty tough out on the water.
People who fish for food, and sport be damned, are called pot-fishermen. The more expert ones are called crack pot-fishermen. All other fishermen are called crackpot fishermen. This is confusing. ~ Ed Zern, 1947