Speaking of fish

Almost a year ago, I was visiting my family in New Zealand. My littlest (he’s actually quite big now) cousin, Sam, is quite the skilled fisherman and kept us well fed on our trip.

The last post reminded me of that so here are some shots of my awesome cousin and a day’s catch.


I told Sam that in order to be true to his Canadian heritage he was obligated to kiss his fish.



And here’s my dad. The guys gave him a hard time because he didn’t catch anything. This is my dad being a good sport about it!


Sammy, the expert, gutting our meal.




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