Our friends Bob, Darla, Brent and Bonita went Salmon fishing in Washington. We all caught our limit within a hour and half. The weather was great onThursday and Friday and then Saturday it rained and rained and the wind blew. Good thing we all had rain gear.

Bob with pretty good sized ones.

Yes, I touched the slimmy things


Jerry, the guide fileted all of the fish for us.
Bob, I think you have one on.

Con enjoying the day on the river
Bonita caught the first fish everyday