I hope you all had a wonderful weekend honoring our veterans and unofficially ushering in sweet summer time. We did a pretty great job of celebrating the start to summer ourself, starting on Thursday with a fish fry at the Bainbridge Country Club.
We headed down to St. Joe Beach on Friday after work, and I got really excited because my dad brought this home to me as a surprise:
A now-vintage X-ray reader turned stained glass light box… Now if I just pull the trigger and buy that grinder, I can get back into stained glass. Thanks, Daddy-o! Side note: I’m also digging the typography on this guy.
We made it to the beach! Wheat and I went trout fishing near Black’s Island Saturday morning. It was a beautiful day.
Not a trout. Just a salt water catfish.
23.5 inches! Gator trout. And the only one we brought home that morning. Wheat went again the next morning by himself and caught one more.
Saturday afternoon we headed over to the Cape (or the “Spit” as we grew up calling the very tip of Cape San Blas). The Bo Spring Band played on a boat and there were a ton of people there. So much fun!
Sunday my (much younger) cousins and I had a leisurely morning of playing follow-the-leader. Harold was the leader.
That afternoon, we headed over to Crooked Island for some more fun in the sun with my family and some Bainbridge friends, then fished our way home.
Wheat and I headed next door to Maggie‘s and Greg’s for a low country boil and the sunset. It was awesome.
Thanks for inviting us! I could eat that again for the next several meals.
We rounded out the weekend with Wheat heading out on a snapper fishing trip Monday morning. I stayed behind and helped my parents tidy up, then my Mom and I went on a long bike ride. When they moved Highway 98, it left an awfully nice bike path. :)
I can’t imagine a better unofficial start to summer – we’re all worn slap out.