You think its bad just fishing? Try hiking to remote hotsprings. Its like an outdoor porn arena. One time, we came down the trail to the hot pond and saw this guy's face buried in her...
Well, anyways, it was an eyefull! People have no shame!

By the way Joe, I hope this post doesn't get out of hand! Good luck!

I was fishin' for Muskie, in the Daniel Boone National Forest on Cave Run Lake many moons ago, and saw a huge whitetail gettin' a drink from the waters edge in the middle of the day.

I watched this beautiful specimen for several moments, when it began to walk away. Not wanting to let the moment get away from me,I decided to motor to shore and track the huge whitetail.

It proceeded to go up a point and out of the cove I was docked in.The whitetail continued along a small ridge that went into another cove, several hundred yards from where I had gone a shore.

The whitetail stopped and glanced down into the cove,as I wondered what had caught his attention. I had my binoculars with me and scanned the waters edge down into the cove and watched as another beautiful white tail came into focus.

There was a beautiful couple engaged in love making,in front of the huge whitetail,me and God,from inside their boat.The woman was staring into the mans eyes as she prceeded with her push-ups.

The funny part, was the pulsating of the boat that was creating ripples in the water.I tried not to stare, and kept lookin' at the other whitetail, that was still lookin' at the action going on inside the boat.

The pulsations from inside the boat became more frequent,causing bigger ripples on the surface of the water. The boat slowly moved away from shore,as the ripples became small wakes.

Forty-five minutes later I'm still observing,the huge whitetail,that is still staring at the beautiful white tail inside the bass boat.

All of a sudden,the man lets out a WOO HOOOO ... the huge whitetail flinched in my binoculars and silently walked over the ridge ... I followed him!

I caught a distrbing glimsp of a girl on the bank doing God knows what to a dude. Let's just say if I could have hooked her it would have been an all tackle world record.

I think there is a relationship between good fishing and ugly woman. If you find ugly women, the fishing has to be good.

yeah, so I have a remote canyon that we like to fish near Boulder. It has the propensity for lots of nude men to be running around... together. ;)

Unfortunately the fishing is outstanding, so it's hard not to go back. You just never know what you're going to see scrambling around the next corner.

Once, a long time ago when I was much youger, I took a young lady for a boat ride to a secluded (so I thought) beach to ... um, get to know her better. We were enjoying each other's company in our all-natural attire when we noticed 2 people approaching. Before we were able to put on more traditional beach attire, they came close enough for us to see ... pretty much everything. We were a little more modest--hiding behind a towel. The young couple turned around and gave us a nice view of the other side as they casually walked away. True story.

im just glad my sweetie dont read this column or check my comps. history cos she knows i like this little lady alot:P
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2lZE4DDJ7E&annotation_id=annotation_7953...

I remember one Saturday morning got called out for a lost kid missing since Friday afternoon on the Salt River just below Saguaro Lake North East of Phoenix AZ. Came swooping around a trail and dar they wur, WOW!! Thought I was going to go blind, 10 of them had nothing on but a smile tubing down the river waving at me yelling “GOOD MORNING DEPUTY”!!!!

"SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL WILDLIFE"!

I have come across several incidents like this one in the past, people take in the outdoors and really believe they can do what they want to do in the outdoors.

Some people are not shy at all relish the opportunity to go as far as they can before they get caught, while some actually want to be seen.

Makes your outdoor adventures even more exciting and hey you always have a great story to share.

Just this past May I went for my first fishing outing on a secluded lake in SE Portage County WI and took my ex along to try and rekindle the flame. We were doing well with catching panfish and an occasional bass when I noticed a couple sunbathing on the shore where we could clearly see them from my canoe. I made the comment that the girl appeared to be very scantily clad, but focused my attention elsewhere to stay out of trouble.

About an hour later, I looked back and the couple were seriously engaged in "getting to know each other". I mentioned this to my ex and her jaw dropped. We both tried to focus on the fishing, but kept turning our heads and watched the couple. To this, we joked that it was like visiting the zoo for the first time and coming across animals engaged together. You know its wrong to watch, but you just can't look away!

The photo, by the way, is just one more strong selling point for polarized lenses.

Timely topic as I just had a good peep show last Sunday on Big Mac here in Nebraska. A young lady decided she needed to shed her bikini top to make some adjustments to it. Right in front of about a dozen boats. Her b/f made a pretty poor attempt at shielding her from us, but I did get a good side view. Too bad I was trolling against the flow of traffic and had to keep at least one eye on where I was driving. Still, the quick peek made up for the bad fishing.

Oh nothing, really. But seriously?

I'm with buckhunter. No luck, just been the show.

I got a show was when I was 17. I went on a Grand Canyon float trip for a men's family reunion with my dad's side of the family- about 20 guys went- I was the youngest in attendance. We did the lower portion of the Colorado out of the Canyon and into Lake Mead- two days on the water, and the usual associated amenities.
Those of you familiar with the Grand Canyon Park policy know that you are not allowed to relieve yourself on the bank or the shore. Number two’s had to go in a pack along composting toilet, and number one went right into the Colorado. This is one reason no one "hollers" when they go through rapids on that particular river- it’s the large-scale version of drinking from the toilet! I was assured that the volume of water diluted it sufficiently, but none-the-less, I made sure not to get any river water in my mouth!

Anyways, back to the subject... My seventeen year old mind had already been aroused to the notion that the chances to come along a bunch of pretty gals taking a bath or some other similar circumstance were pretty good, so I was particularly observant of the available scenery- geologic and otherwise.
I think that God wanted to teach me something about dirty minds, and chastity and all of those good things, because about noon on the second day of the trip we pulled in to a beach for a lunch break. Other boats were using the same beach- some were pulling out as we arrived, and others coming and going while we ate. So along comes this other group of rafts and docs a stone's throw up river. Casually I glanced at the group, being fairly unconcerned.
Then it hit me- like a couple 700 grain slugs from a Twin .50. At first I felt pale and listless, and remembering to breath, I thought to myself, "Is that, wha...wha...what I think it is?" And the answer came quickly- yes it was~
She looked like Larry the Cable Guy's sister, only about three times the size, wearing a sun dress the size of a Montana Wall tent. This mountain of a woman-casting her shadow on our boats, dropped her drawers and was taking a leak in front of the Heavens and everybody. I almost choked on my granola bar- I am sure my eyes were the size of saucers!
Then I found my voice again, which I am pretty sure found a mud covered rock at the bottom of the Colorado River to hide under. In an almost hoarse, inaudible whisper I said, "Hey guys, … look at… THAT!" About that time 20 other men turned. That is when the "cringe" became contagious- it was like the wave at a ballgame, except the looks on faces were not happy ballpark looks- more like facial expressions from Calvin and Hobbs after they discovered the largest booger known to man.

So the "ye-gads" and "Ohhhyucks" bounced down the raft until at the end poor Cousin David had no place to go but over backwards into the river, until he realized the we were down- stream from the spectacle. I have never seen anyone levitate out of water like that!
The expression about cows and flat rocks was nothing compared to what happened right in front of our horror filled faces. The comment that lingers with me still was "Dear Lord, burn the eyes out of my head!"
Of course everyone was pissed that I made them aware of the indiscretion. I can tell you one thing, there was not way in hell I was going to suffer that kind of trauma solo- I had to share the horror- I was afraid of PTS and didn’t want to go to counseling on my own. I quit looking for naked women after that. I even ignored the cocktail girls in the casino hotel when we got back to Vegas. All I can say is be careful what you wish for!

After reading all the preceding comments, I am traumatized. Any of you know a good psych ward?

"Cermele: Seen Any Good Shows Lately?"
Excellent ways to advertise for more outdoor fisherman by showing this type of pictures........

are there anymore pics of her