Reminds me of my younger years on Cheshire Res. I know now they probably knew who I was, but back then, I ran away thinking I beat them every time. The game changed though when I became an adult and realized I was going to get a little more grief if I got caught. Man, I miss fishing that place! 30 inch slime darts were an every day thing, huge largies, and 16 to 18 inch crappie!!!! I even caught a 4 plus pound catfish in there on a bass plug.