My Dad and the Striper.

So back home in NC, my dad went fishing at Hatteras for New Years Eve. Nothing was biting, but he was anxious about making it out on the last day of 2006. Good thing he did, because he reeled in a 40 inch 27 pound Striper [not a midget stripper, but a fish].

He caught the ONLY striper at the Outerbanks this past weekend - made it home in time for New Year's eve dinner with the rest of my fam in Wrightsville Beach.

Big ups.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

saw this first and thought damn john, your blogging about a stripper and your dad??