I fished Blue Creek on a Saturday this summer and the spacing was probably 20ft between fishermen. No problems whatsoever. Try one of the next few weekends and the spacing will be 2-3ft between fishermen at best. It still works out unless you have a few of the "loudmouths" that you speak of.

Take a look at my new avatar: A two-pound Idaho morter coming by you 6 feet away at 150 feet per second will sober your ass up in a hurry.

What, a tuff guy like you scared of a spud!

Combat fishing bring your yellow pole, your yellow rain gear, and jerk every cast and yell fish on it always gives me about 10 Ft. after 5 minutes then I switch rods catch my fish and go home!!!PEACE

Surprised no one's mentioned Drano. Had to try it one day a couple years ago in the spring when it was blowing a steady 35 with gusts 60+ down where we usually fish. Like fishing in a toilet bowl with 200 other boats going round and round. If you got within casting distance of the west bank you would get your boat pummeled by the bankies hucking plugs, and it was great sport for the big boats to force the small boats into the firing zone. Any boat that objected to this treatment and made like they were going to land and kick some bankie a$$ was pounded with rocks if they approached the shore, and one bankie actually produced a hog leg If you ever hooked a fish no one would get out of your way, just run over your line and when you would yell at them they would respond with "I thought you had control over that fish". The only people landing fish were godawful crackers - people with women and kids in ski boats with a net that had lost it's keeper and when they would swing it at the fish it would go round and round on the handle would never lose a fish, the guide boats and anyone else who looked like they should know what they were doing would rarely hook one and almost always lose it. My favorite was the guy and his kid, appeared to be Slavic refugees by their language, in the leaky fold-boat that the kid was constantly bailing, I mean to the tune of a coffee can a minute. He was fishing with a pool cue rod and a trout net, yet he hooked and landed four 20 pound springers somehow before most anyone else had a bite. He'd skip them in and tightline them by the boat for 5 minutes flailing at them with the trout net until they finally wore out - not a one ever came off. And yes, he was trolling the same orange magwart as everyone else My buddy and I got drunk and laughed a lot after a while, was pretty entertaining in a macabre sort of way, but I'm never going back :rolleyes:

Just Pine Lake each year on the opener. But that's fun !