Funny thing about out front.....these weekender's an once in awhile folk's all stick together like flies on one of those sticky strip's, never spread out from the crowd. One bomb could kill them all...and one could almost row from where they all hang to find better fishing
all one needs is to look on ones gps to see the best bottom...map's have been drawn and sold
Clamma....bridge's are fallin down and that thing live's under them...maybe I can row across the ditch,
it wood b safer.