Our first compatriot, D, arrived around 11:00, Papa and Cubs returned just after, we packed up everything up (including the dogs) and scouted out a place to fish. Turns out, Little Talbot Island State Park doesn’t allow dogs anywhere on the beach or backwater areas, so we had to find a spot outside of the Park. We were joined by the McG’s a bit later, who graciously provided lunch, as well as dinner for later at camp. Nothing edible was caught, but much enjoyment was had by all, and we got to see several samples of the ugliest fish I have ever seen in my life, aptly called a “toad fish.”
Back at camp, we all enjoyed camp-fire-roasted weenies and brats with all the fixin’s. Had snacks, and more snacks. The neighbor kids joined us for some cards. Then we set up the little tent and the McG boys stayed the night. Oh, and during a rare moment of cell reception, Papa was able to retrieve a voice mail message from a neighbor letting us know that the irrigation main at home had a significant leak and was “spewing” water. After reaching Mimi via a borrowed cell phone, we confirmed there was no major water emergency, just a minor water leak. Thanks, again, Mimi and Matt, for looking after the home place in our absence!