I'll vouch for Glenn. He don't mind telling where they're at and what they're biting. I saw him at the ramp Saturday and he had a box of nice ones.

I had been doing pretty good at the pond myself and cleaning the slabs in my back yard. My neighbor noticed and asked if I would take him my next trip. So I took him last Saturday and of course I couldn't find the fish and only caught 6. Glenn was kind enough to give my neighbor 6 more so he would have a good mess. For size and consistency the pond is hard to beat. It's just so dang far and the last six miles will rattle your bones and the dust will choke you to death.