On the Sunday after John took his boards, he and Joe got invited to go boating (and fishing, of course) with Mark Mabus.
This is Mark. He's a really nice guy and very generous with his boat, but not exactly a fish magnet.
Joe didn't seem to care that they didn't catch any fish, though. He stayed out there for eight hours with only a box of wheat thins to feed his growling stomach. There's no sacrifice too great for a good day of fishing.
On Monday, we went to Fort Clinch. Priya had a fun time posing for dad at the park. She's working on a more natural smile. It got better as the vacation continued.
Joe was fine with whatever, as long as he got to wear Dad's fishing hat.
The beach was beautiful, in spite of the jellyfish everywhere.
Priya doesn't really fish. But Elijah does really walk. He loves the beach. His only problem is that he can't seem to figure out what to do with it besides eat it.
John fished all morning. He caught a whiting. It wasn't big enough to feed the whole family, so he gave it to another couple fishing nearby. Elijah was fascinated by it. He kept trying to grab it out of the bait bucket.
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