Fishing

The day after Thanksgiving was a fun day for all us.  

The girls did THIS, and the boys did the following :

Fishing!

The pre-fish coffee.  Brett, my brother-in-law, my dad, my Uncle Mark, my Tonio and a friend of my Uncle Mark.

My father, the ham.

Lined up.

My husband, the handsome. 

My Uncle Mark, the fisherman.

My dad, not fishing... ha!

Brett scoping out land sea.

Imagine the fish below... swim away!

Brett, Grandpa Tim, Uncle Mark.

The arsenal of fishing poles.

Silhouettes.

I love my Uncle Mark's smile!  (my mom's younger brother)

Seagull photo bombs.

Tonio said the guys on the boat filleted all the fish and chucked the guts... hence the trailing seagulls.

Back to the dock.

Their boat.

Tonio told me it was a pretty decent sized boat with a whole galley inside with plenty of seating.  And the fish count was lower than hoped for since there were so many fishers on one boat.  In total, the group got 8-10, I think... don't quote me on that.  Hopefully a fish barbecue to follow =).

If you'd like to see where they were, click to see the MAP.  They were just out of Point Mugu and almost to the Channel Islands.

Love Linz

Waterford, Ireland

and the Anne Valley Lakes

Upon arrival, we ate lunch here {it was just like Thanksgiving dinner!}

 Notice the car on the wrong other side.

 Portico Coffee opened by the family below.

Clay is the pastor of Calvary Chapel Waterford and a friend of Tonio's from mission conferences.  The coffee shop provides ministry opportunity in the city and support for the church.

 Red pants.  Red door.

 Feet !

 Hutchinson.  These signs were everywhere !

 I really liked the shape and design of this office supplies shop.

 Dinner with the gang.

 Fly fishing at Anne Valley, Dunhill, Waterford.

 Learning to cast.

 Joanna patiently waiting a nibble.

 A nice Irish man helped with proper technique.

 Caitie and Pastor Michael.

 Set-up at Calvary Chapel Waterford.

Worship again with Caitie and Pete.  Pam Rozell, Pastor Michael's wife, wrote one of the songs we sang, Soften My Heart Lord.  Singing it while watching the clay submit to the potter was such a good reminder to be teachable and humble.  I'm so thankful for this refreshing time in Ireland with good friends and a cool ministry.  Thank you Jesus ! 

If you'd like to see a older full-length presentation from 2012, click here.  I pray that you are transformed and changed like I have been and continue to be even after seeing it many times.

Love Linz