RiRockhound and I are walking out of Black Point one night recently and we run into a young couple walking in. We exchanged pleasantries and continued on. BTW, they were both carrying about 1/2 dozen of those hard Lemonade bottles. 50 feet up the path, yup, you guessed it, the box the bottles came in is laying right in the middle of the path. Bryan yelled back at them to pick up their trash. We did.
It just goes to show that you don't necessarily have to be an ethnic group to be a pig. These 2 were white at snow Caucasians and probably quite well to do. Not fishing just drinking and dirtying up one of the best rough water spots in RI.
