My kind of guy. The fishing trip when hubby and his dad brought me eight lovely fluke to clean was the last one where I got that kind of fish. I did perfect my fish butchering skills, but hope never to use them again.
Reminds me of “The Second Week of Deer Camp.”
Second Week of Deer Camp? Haven’t heard that in years.
Dana Summers
April 03, 2015
marilynrknits over 12 years ago
My kind of guy. The fishing trip when hubby and his dad brought me eight lovely fluke to clean was the last one where I got that kind of fish. I did perfect my fish butchering skills, but hope never to use them again.
K M over 12 years ago
Reminds me of “The Second Week of Deer Camp.”
John Willis Premium Member over 12 years ago
Second Week of Deer Camp? Haven’t heard that in years.