We fished right around this little light house most of the time we were there. I've been thinking about moving in, whether they want me to or not.
This dude is a complete bad ass.
Steve = pooped.
I was gettin' jiggy with it.
As we headed back to land we hit some waves and Mark almost went overboard. He definitely was airborne a few times there.
My bed. We fished so much I barely used it.