i fished quonny this past monday night, and once again was reminded why i hate the hard side. it was just after dark, tide had started to come in, and it was looking promissing. then it happened, joe-greenhorn and his friends show up!
first, they are trying to fish the bottom with chunks in the middle of the breachway.
second, they can't fish without their music as loud as their car can blast it.
third, they of course brought their friends bud, weis, and er.
and finally, and of greatest annoyance to me, they are afraid of the dark! they felt it was essential to a good night of fishing to park so that the high beams of their car lit up the breachway like it the middle of the day!
well, at least i was able to get in a few extra hous of sleep!