Hook, Line & Sinker

Once again we (to read: Jeff) drove through the night so we could catch the 6 a.m. boat to Catalina to spend a week on Poseidon.

Boat Papa bought Marco his first real fishing pole, a beautiful, red, lightweight spinning reel. It was love at first sight. I’d say Marco spent about 70% of his waking hours fishing. Hooked. He caught a couple little sea bass (not keepers) and then started bringing in the bait fish. His bait went onto Jeff’s hook. Jeff’s hook went into halibut’s mouth (keeper!) and we ate sushi, grilled fish and fish tacos. See? It’s easy! Marco was BEYOND excited about his role in the sushi catching. And he really took advantage of bringing in the bounty – he ate three WHOLE halibut rolls.

We also had the incredible pleasure of having Uncle Mike and Mariesa and Uncle Brian and Elizabeth. The girls got “Aunt” added occasionally too. ;) These might be four of the most easygoing guests you can imagine. And since it was Mariesa’s first time to the Island, we had to take her to the Chi Chi Club. Obviously.

Jeff also caught a big bat ray and a little shark.  Marco had a litany of questions about do bat rays eat people?  Even little boys?  What about little boy's toes?  Do sharks eat people?  Will that little shark get bigger?  Then will it eat people?  Luckily, his curious nature only made him doubt the ocean, he still braved it.  :)

We kayaked, tubed, snorkeled, swam, ate, drank and enjoyed ourselves immensely.  Here’s proof of thee most fantastically relaxing vacation in the world:

 (Note Marco and Uncle Brian)

 Love this one of the boys.

 So sad to see them go!

 But we quickly got over our sadness.

 Marco adored spending time with Papa.

Dad and I cooked together one night as is our tradition.  My part of the meal was tssk'ed, respiced and grimaced.  Also a tradition. 

Good night Catalina.  See you next year.