After they brought the fish home Rob fried it up. Gabe was feeling goofy for pictures apparently. The fish was really yummy!
Something about the hat made me think of my Grandpa. He used to take me fishing when I was a little girl and would stay at my Grandparents house during the summer. Though I know at least one trip was aborted because of my unwillingness to crawl out of bed so early and most often I think I huddled up in my clothes trying to keep warm in Grandpa's boat instead of actively participating in any actual fishing, I have nothing but fond memories of those trips out with Grandpa. Spending time with them at their Whidbey Island beach house were some of the best times of my growing up years.
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