We went to dinner last night at the restaurant in Purdy. As we dined, we watched the indians set their net off the beach and haul in salmon. It was an incredibly beautiful evening, but it was hard watching the indians take over someone elses beach and make themselves at home, knowing they could do whatever they wanted and no one could say a word. Not far from them was a man trying to fish off the beach with his pole. Fish were jumping everywhere, but I didn't see the lone fisherman catch anything. The food was great but the rest left a bad taste in my mouth :o(
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