Fish are Jumpin'

He's already caught one... a white fish, about that long (he showed me).  I told hime about all the fishermen I saw on the Brunswick River.  He doesn't fish there, doesn't trust the quality of the water there, too much run-off.

It was a beautiful day for Gina and I to walk, about 60 degrees, no wind, the ocean was as calm as it could be.  Nobody here either, except for a few dog walkers and this fisherman.