Rokkasho

And this is the story of last Saturday....

We woke up on a Saturday morning and our friends called with an invite to join them on their fishing adventure. They were going to try and bag a salmon, and dared us to do the same.  It was a challenge.

Rachel was busy having arts-and-crafts time with some Japanese visitors (post below), so Marie and I sharpened our fingernails and teeth and jumped aboard.  We only had 3 minutes, so we had to act fast.  I barely was able to touch any for the first minute and I thought all hope was lost.  But alas, turns out that salmon can only spaz out at high speed for about 2 minutes.  They were huffing and puffing at the end, especially the fat, pregnant ones.

Like this one!!! I wanted to sink my chops into it right then.  The whole crowd was chanting,

 "Eat it!  Eat it!  Eat it!"

I think everybody remembers the first time they saw a fish gutted.  It was a great life lesson for Marie.  That's right, they gutted it for us and packed it away in an ice box.

Sorry for the blood (and nudity). Until next time Rokkasho Salmon Festival, until next time.