Funny the things you remember from your child hood. Born and raised in a small coastal town, to the delight of our mother, my dad would take us fishing almost every weekend. We would roll out of bed, pack a snack, a Folger can and head to the jetty.  Being a mother and father of three boys we had been wanting them to experience ocean fishing. No lake, river or stocked pond would compare.  After three years of talking, today was our day! The boys were counting down the days, We were a little nervous. Was it what we remembered?  Would they like it? Would we have a Folgers can?  Today is one of those days we will remember forever. We worked as a family to pull in the crab pots, to fight off a little "feeding of the fish" and to tackle getting a little wet. Thank you Mark for an amazing day. We are already planning the next trip as we enjoy the fruits of our hard labor!