At the top of the ramp usually, but that's about 1/8 mile from the river. They have a station there specifically for fish parts and it's almost always overrun with alley cats looking for a handout. Cute little boogers but they are a nuisance. At night the coons show up and fight the cats, now that is good entertainment.
Some guys don't mind guts blood and scales in the boat and I respect that. I have done some limited fishing guiding over the last few years and what I find is that nobody wants a dirty boat. I have always kept it clean anyway just because I feel better about taking care of my stuff but when a client sees a dirty boat, they are already questioning their decision to hire you. Things are just a little different in that sense. We never know whose gonna show up and how they are. I've had guys show up and not care about the equipment (and it was obvious by looking at the vehicle they showed up in and the clothes they wear...and on a couple occasions by their lack of personal hygiene), but then I've had ladies show up and question even touching a nasty slimy old fish. The last time I had a full day, we caught a few right before lunch. I asked her if she wanted to eat at the dock or if she bought a sandwich (nope), so we pulled up to a sandbar, tied the boat to a tree hoping the water didn't rise much, and cooked our catch over an open pit in the sand using hickory sticks for heat. Now keep in mind, this lady was just that-a lady-she didn't touch the fish, and frankly didn't eat much fish. After I had it seasoned up and cooked, I let her try a piece and you'd have thought it was something new or something. It was pretty good but I've done a lot better before and since. She's gone with me a few times now. She wanted me to do a TV segment with the news station she works for on the river but I had to decline, I don't really' care for that kinda thing.
I used to bowfish some, well more than rod & reel, and we'd be shooting between the two of us between 200 and 500 fish a night if it was real good. A trash can won't hold that many so we just threw the rest in the bottom of the boat. Weigh in/count first thing in the morning, then throw the fish (usually rough fish like gar, carp, etc that have no use for anyone--or didn't that we knew of) in a dug hole in the yard. Cover it up and the next season's garden got a good start. But the boat, being that the tournament was during the night, right after working ALL day beforehand, we'd go get some rest. 'Course the boat would be sitting out there in the hot sun, baked the blood, guts, slime, and scales to the hull, and by that evening it stunk to high heaven. It was not a nice smell either, so we had to stay on top of power washing it out before parking it for the day. Made for a long weekend, usually 30 hours without sleep, then get a few hours, get up next morn and go back to work. No way I could do that now.