This is an archived post from a personal blog in 2013.
Once upon a time I caught this lil’ guy. Other kids came back from vacation with a tan… I came back with a fishing story I didn’t have to exaggerate. Thanks Mom for choosing Alaskan fishing camp instead of Disney cruise.
I should also mention that we flew into the fishing camp in one of those planes that land in water, the entire island only had one family on it, there were whales that would come up beside the fishing boats, there were grizzlies on the island, and once while we were fishing, a neighbor radioed in (aka a family who lived on a nearby island) and said they were having problems with grizzlies and needed some assistance. So we went. Alaska. Go big or go home right?