We were invited to a fish fry Sunday night at Steve and Kelly's apartment, which isn't an unusual event at the beach. But you have to understand Southern boys to know why Steve would catch his fish in Tennessee then clean and freeze them so he could bring them to the beach. But we're sure glad he did! What a spread -- crappie filets, hushpuppies, slaw......some good eatin!! We'll miss those crazy kids (well, at least for a week or so till we meet them in Key West). Serendipity's crew was late to the fish fry, since we were trying to catch up on everything before our departure Monday morning, but at least some attendees were able to be there when the sun was still out (photo credit to William).

Steve took some great sunrise shots of the mooring field while we were there, and was kind enough to share them.


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