**trigger warning - contains images that are a bit like the bit in twin peaks when you find out laura palmer has died***
So we went fishing today. Any long term readers of the blog will be aware that the normal catch of the day is sea weed and rocks.
So we went out fishing.
My dad assured me that these where not fish, so we continued on with the expedition.
Apparently this is where the fish live. So we had a cup of coffee in a cabin, until I spied our prey.
My dad assured me that these creatures where not in fact fish either, so we continued.
Before lunch this monster (pictured above) was the catch of the day.
We ate a lunch of bread and sausage in the cabin, ruggedly. Then went back out fishing.
My dad once again ensured me these were not fish and we must look elsewhere.
This is the last photo I took before committing a murder which I am still reeling from.
You should have to kill all your own food if you eat meat. Otherwise you are basically like a nazi who pretended he didn't know what was going on. Terrible.
