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Gone Fishing. And kinda swimming

I remember a stream like this, fishing with my dad. Of course, I fell in. (Hey, mossy rocks are slippery!)

Postcard; trout fishing in a mountain stream.

It was still fun though. Later in life, we found some geocaches out in the woods, him and mom had moved to the Olympic Peninsula.

The Northwest is beautiful county, we are thinking about taking some road trips, away from the protests and mostly alone in the woods, no masks required out there.

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