Jack started barking so we knew the fish were near. Turner pointing toward the "suspected" fish.
"huh?" False alarm... no fish yet, but still a great view.
Guinnie, having ventured from under daddy's legs.
T and T looking ahead on Shem Creek.
After only a few cast nets thrown, we got some decent bait fish for fishing. No fish caught though. All of the fishing wore little man, Turner out. He is always shouting "out boat". Now, we know why. "Out Boat" is the best place for him to take a nap.
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