What got my attention most was the lack of any evidence of oil, which, admittedly, was my concern. I’m not implying there were no problems associated with the spill, just that things looked normal to me: birds frolicking about, clean marshes and beaches, and no residue on the fishing lines or boat. In fact, the number of recreational fishing boats in and near that bayou was great to see, topped only by the hundreds, if not thousands, of menhaden that were crammed into that system. There were so many menhaden that I wondered how we’d compete for the seatrout’s attention with our topwater plugs and live shrimp. But we were ready to give it a heck of a try.