Went out to the mouth of Larson creek the other night. Caught a few good reds before ole' vitamin R put me to bed. Went back the next morning and the mouth was unfishable due to all the fishing guides and tourist, most of whom had never fished for a flippin thing in their lives. And yet here they were whipping around some super sharp hooks two feet away from each other. Needless to say me and my buddy took the argo back out into the swamp and headed to the lake to get some peace and quiet. Anyways heres some pics of the previous nights labors.