No fishing day.....

Today was a no fishing day. Pop had some lame excuse about finishing cutting up the cherry tree and working around the house...... I went over and helped him late this morning and then he came back over to the porta crib so he could supervise me building us a push pole. He wasn't much of a supervisor though. He played on the computer while I constructed the pole. He'll get plenty of time with it though, cuz he's the pusher.....

After he left I did the laundry and cleaned up the porta crib. Now I have a bunch of great pink shirts but the crib is clean.... :-)

We also got the pics off of Pop's camera.. Here's a few....

This is a low tide island that the birds are enjoying for the few hours that it's an island.....

A master fisherman, trying to figure out what the hell he's doing...


Git it figured out...
Headin' over to Mexico for some Margaritas and Camerones del Coctail.....


Marsh land and Palm trees.... ain't it grand!

A future weed crop is starting in Pop's new greenhouse....... tough times call for a cash crop.. Please, nobody call the Sheriff's dept, we aren't REALLY growing weed in here.....

Now that's a Chanel marker. You know, a marker that says it's safe to motor your boat through here...... That brown stuff below it is the friggin' bottom of the Gulf! Stickin' up in the air....


The mud makes the coolest squooshing sound when you motor into it at about 30 mph..... shit and birds go flying everywhere! ;-)

That's funny. It was clear as a bell when we left the marina...... go figure....
This is and eater of GEF's. Ask Karen or Lindsay what a GEF is.....

Who's skeered of a little fog? Ha.... not us.......wait...is that a banjo I hear? dum da dum dum dum.......

Now that's some thick air!

And that's all folks.......time for a drink......