2.25.16 While walking back to the car after beach combing with my friend Amanda near Deception Pass, we looked back from the parking lot and caught this scene. An older gentleman fly fishing as the sun sets. What was he fishing for? I couldn't tell you since I regretfully didn't ask. Maybe he prefers his solitude, and my half hearted question would have broke his meditation. Yup, that what I'm going with.