Camping with Daddio and Fam

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Last weekend my Dad and Rhonda invited us to go camping at the coast with them for a few days. Every year my dad goes fishing for 2 weeks in Gold Beach, they never invited us anywhere, so we jumped on the opportunity. My dad is a vacation alone kind of guy, so the kids usually end up left out. He hauled his huge house on wheels over to the coast a few days before us....since kids (including grown ups that are still thought of as "kids") are not allowed in the hotel bus he kindly set up some tents for us. It was a blast. We only got to stay there for 2 nights but it was great. We got to hang out with my aunt and uncle, eat a ton of food, read a lot of magazines, go on a lot of walks and just enjoy being with each other. There is really nothing to do at Gold Beach if you've never been there. Our "camp ground" was basically an R.V. park..no trees...no woods...no resemblance of camping except for our tent, so us ladies had to entertain ourselves while the boys were a fishin.

How many pictures can Wil try to ruin in one trip? How many times can my dad tell Wil to "stop being a dumb a** in one trip? One.

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My dad took Matt out on the ocean. It's only his second or third time fishing...he's never been out on the ocean before...he was pretty excited. He didn't even get sea sick...all my worrying for nothing.

They came home with 40 Black Snapper and 15 Crabs...my dad had caught some Salmon and Perch earlier so the next night we had a huge fish fry. It was pretty fun I must admit. I even tried all the fish...and I am not a fishy kind of gal...but it was good. Unfortunately I was up sick all night.

My cute dad...looking just like my dad looks in all my memories. He got to teach Matt a lot of stuff about fishing. Matt thought it was pretty cool.

Wil and Matt tried to fish off the Jetty...didn't turn out too good. We moved about 5 times for all sorts of reasons other than they just weren't that great of fishermen! Oh well...we can't be good at everything.

Matt looks a little scurd of the ocean to me

Fishing Fan Club

What happens when you listen to the ocean, drinking diet caffeine free coke after diet caffeine free coke, for 3 hours? You have to find a rock and hope the 500 people fishing next to you don't mind getting their feet a little wet.

Molly and Wil enjoying the quiet

Will telling Matt about his "new technique" that was going to catch a fish for sure. Matt busy listening to Wil's incessant talking...hooks a fish and then loses it.

Oh! What's this? Wil caught a fish 2 seconds later...he was SURE it was due to his new technique.

He is so excited he's almost falling off the rock into the deep and roaring ocean.

This is a day to celebrate. My dad let the boys clean the fish when they got back to camp. We were supposed to have fish tacos from our little buddy...we could maybe have a fish tacoette. I think all the meat came off with the skin. Ooops.

They even let me give it a try for half a second...then I caught some rocks and seaweed and all of a sudden it was time to go home.

Black Snapper, Perch, Salmon, Fish Tacos, Crab, Ribs...what more could a man ask for?

That's my aunt Betty and Rhonda. They didn't want their picture taken. Rhonda pretended to be MJ.

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