It pays to get up early I guess, and my old man used to drag me out of bed really early to fish here when I was a kid. Right there in the distance.. All those years ago.
Well, today is the anniversary of my father's death. Something my mom reminded me of. I'm sure he would have loved the view and the boat ride to Wild Horse Island. He would have been fishing down there though.
(the picture gets bigger if you click on it,.. of course you know this. :) It's much better large actually, so click and join me on the top of Wild Horse Island!