The look on Mommy or Daddy Pelican’s face is classic, as the Pelican Chick pushes the right button, and up comes partially digested fish- probably the bait that it mooched off of Mark…  Does the Adult bird ever get to keep any stomach contents for itself?  I wonder.  We do what we do to sustain our species…

Mark, really?  Would you entrust a small child to clean fish?  Who knows?  Maybe he’s really good at that… or maybe you are just making small talk, letting the non-fisher-people in on one of your “rules” of fishing- ‘High Hook’ or ‘Low Hook’ is what we called it… mostly for bragging rights.  The duty of cleaning fish was shared as the catch was laid out one last time, pictures taken, then turned onto fillets.

I keep looking at the log in the center of the scene and it keeps reminding me of a crocodile, laying low, still, waiting to turn and make a lunch out of the young.  Anything for excitement; I suppose I have to be patient.  Some evil element will show up soon…