i drove up to the dam yesterday because i was in the area. kind of sad, watching a whole bunch of guys fishing in the mud puddles up that way. there weren't any cars parked before the cable crossing, so i decided to take a walk down to the big claybank hole in the fields. i was heading past the corner above it and spotted 2 guys at about 1/4 mile away, they see me and start jogging towards me! i get down to the spot, set up my rod and have time to make one cast before these *censored*s pop out of the bushes and set up 10 feet downriver of me.
i got the hell out of there, wasn't worth getting in a fight in that mudhole.