The One That Didn't Get Away
Tooling up the ICW. What's that up ahead? In the picture, it's in the palms at the base of the condominium. Let's go a little closer...
Oh, hey, cool, it's a sculpture. Looks like a man and a boy and a huge fish jumping over them...
I think it's a grandpa and grandson. Papa, oh, I mean the grandfather, is showing Ian, whoops, I mean his grandson, how big the fish was that he caught. Now about that fish. he looks like he means harm but I can see where Ian, I mean the grandson, is rarin' back with his pole to take care of that fish. Well, that just figgers...
A daughter would do the same thing. I mean if a fish that big presented itself. It wasn't that big, though, and by the time I got him cleaned he wouldn't have made a fillet-o'-fish sandwich at McDonald's but he's swimming in the Crisco Ocean right now and soon will be a fond memory.
posted by Flatland Mountaineer @ 6:47 PM
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5 Comments:
Awww, you threw him back?
These fish have a conspiracy against you, I think.
Just wait until Ian is old enough to get out there. He'll get those fish.
Sarah-Belle, the Crisco Ocean is the first stop to the Tartar Beach.
Sarah, Did you see how BIG that fish was?! Jim Bo, That fish looks like the first keeper to come along. He should be swimming around with the stomach erchins & escargot by now...:-) Fish Tails will be courtesy of Ian soon! Lisa
BWAHAHAHA!!! Now I get it. Was he good?
He was just alright. Nothing like Mr. Trout!
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