After some blueberry pancakes and bacon I headed to the fishing hole again.
Fishing was terrible. There were about 15 of us and no one caught anything! That's why they call it "fishing" and not "catching". Here's a few pics from the fishing hole:
Here's where the small creek flows into the ocean.
Here's looking upstream toward the fishing hole.
Here's the fishing holeAnd one more of the hole.
Back at camp, we had some lunch and then played cribbage. Rain is forecast for this afternoon.
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