The tilapia are so thick here that even with the boat on plane, we hit many of them as they sun at the surface. By the hundreds they lay there and in the cruising boat you can smell their putrid spawning perfume, the males almost glowing pure white. Before they came along and wiped out the bluegills, the bream would bed in massive flats and everyone near the water could smell that it was time to start fishing for bream.