I use to go down to the Mississippi and fish from the bank quite a bit at a place on an outside bend.It had a hump with rock and the water was pretty turbulent and rough. Well it was a spot I would just go down to get away after work and spend some quiet hours just watching old man river roll by and catch a few catfish. I fished it for years and years,serene and peaceful,and some evenings really catch a lot.

Well about 5 or 6 young men with jet skis figured out it was a fun place to ride because of the turbulence. I would be sitting there fishing.And they would come in directly on my lines and proceed to cut up for an hour or two. And act completely oblivious to me.

Well....I decided that if I ever said anything them boys would just escalate things to a dangerous level. So I just let it go. Time and time again I had to either sit and tolerate it or get up and leave. Thank God they finally quit. As much as a pacifist that I am....I was about ready a few times to show them boys the meaning of respect. They are lucky I didn't come back with my boat and set shallow trot lines loaded with treble hooks all over that hole. Naw I wouldn't really do that....