7-30-15

So this year I decided I wanted to learn how to fish...since I generally go with dashiell anyways, I thought, "why not?" 

It was fun! Calm, peaceful, relaxing. 

Problem is I wasn't catching any fish.  Well, no one was, really.  

Then I thought my line was caught again, so I reeled it in.  Lo and behold, it was a small fish!  Grandpa said it was a bull trout, which is endangered, so we put it back.  It was a baby, anyways.  

Brenny helped throw him back in the water. 

Not long after, dashiell caught a whitefish.!!!

Brenny fell asleep during one of the tubing runs.  ;)