On my first night here I was making a mad dash out to try to get some photos of what was promising to be a very pretty sunset. Just thought I’d head to the marsh. But when I mentioned where I was going a fellow camper said that she knew just the place to go, and I tried to find it, but I never did. So when I thought of that yesterday I decided to see if I could find something called the fisherman’s coop in the daylight. And guess what, it came up in the GPS. Only a couple of miles away. So I found it that morning, and again for the sunset. But fishermen is the operative word here, because it smelled pretty fishy. But it looked pretty too…