The RigoletsI grew up frequently spending time on the water walking to Lake Pontchartrain with my brother and our fishing poles, hanging out at the pumping station with neighborhood kids, driving the boat while my dad skied behind us and, best of all, going on early morning fishing trips in Delacroix, LA. We aren't able to get out in my dad's boat much anymore. When we do we tend to stay a bit closer to town, fishing in a place called The Rigolets (rig o lees),