Scott and Ellen arrived for a fishing trip this weekend.
It was easy to see how serious everyone was about this business.
Here Cathy concentrates on making the bite happen.
Scott said he was down "fo what evah."
The bite was a little slow starting, but got going pretty good.
There was one scary time when we stopped on a small island. Mary though she heard something.
Out jumped a moss ape.
The tub shot. Those fish are swimming in our bellies.
Labels: swimming in my belly
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That Moss Ape looks very familiar.
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