Dear ******* Moms who brought your children to the one decent spot to fish from in that entire area (there was a beach access just 400yds away, btw) and let them throw rocks in, jump in the water, all while you just looked past us both as you loaded all of your stuff on our already occupied picnic table. Your bad manners aside, we simply packed up, left you behind and still had a nice quiet lunch sitting up on a boulder overlooking the park.



You are sooooooo lucky that your minivan still has air in it's tires, though.