Yesterday, Dad and Leanna made their annual pilgrimage to the pier to do some fishin'! Of course they made it a competition (what isn't in our family?), but I don't even know who won. All I know is a couple ravenous birds swooped up from the throes of hell to steal their bait when they walked away from it, and somehow they knew my camera and I would not put up a fight.
I'm pretty sure this fish pooped itself as it was being caught. Wouldn't you?
Rockin' the Ray-Bans, as usual.
Don't worry, we didn't keep anything. And most importantly, Leanna didn't catch any sharks this year. Believe it or not, they're not big on the air up here.
Happy Friday!
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