november 16, 2009.
we went to the salmon festival.
it was cold.
the river bottom was rocky.
we waded in and were among the last to wade back out again, empty-handed.
still, megan and zach had pity on us and shared one of theirs, a momma fish whose pack of eggs had to be removed before grilling her into a delicious gingery garlicky soy fillets.
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