looks like a boat load of fun, no pun intended...sometimes those bream can be fun to catch, but only when you're just trying to catch them and not trying to scare them away from the tail of your 6" lizard or something.
That's my late Uncle. I guess he was about 70 when that picture was taken. We were way the hellengone back in some nameless swamp between Alexandria and Nachitoches, camped on a hummock. We stayed three days and had more bull bream than we could haul out.