A camping/fishing weekend!

After taking a weekend off after Memorial Day, we were back at the camping-thing two weekends later. The weekend was spent fishing, playing, dodging a few raindrops & swatting mosquitos!

We got a couple trips out riding/fishing in the pontoon on Friday morning, Saturday afternoon & Sunday morning. The boys both caught fish but they were really little ones that weren’t big enough to keep – although each caught one “keeper-size” fish that grandpa ended up filleting with a few other bigger fish caught by the rest of us. The boys really enjoy fishing & just being out on the pontoon, in general. We are so lucky to have the opportunity to enjoy fishing/boating trips like this.

The local lake support group threw a pancake breakfast on Saturday morning that we enjoyed & timed it perfectly, as just as we were leaving the breakfast it started to pour. That gave us some movie time together in the camper – watching Planes!

The mosquitos were pretty bothersome, but as long as you had any skin covered up, it was bearable to sit out & enjoy the campfires each night.

All-in-all, we really enjoyed the weekend (even if it was too cold/rainy/ mosquito-y to make it to the beach). We came home Sunday to unpack & do laundry, just to get started over re-packing a couple days later, as we were headed out camping the weekend following as well!

Colton fishing.

Wyatt fishing.

Colton's first catch!

Wyatt's first catch!
(I think he was trying to kiss it here!)

Captain Colton.

Watching his bobber.

Fishing advice from daddy.

Strong man!

Colton helping daddy drive.

Playing with the waxies.

Colton's little waxie friend.

Saturday evening fishing.

Fishing with dad.

Colton caught a "whopper"!

Playing in the minnow bucket.

Wyatt helping daddy drive.

*I also had my first scary running situation. Saturday, after lunch, the rain stopped so Cory stayed & laid down with the boys for naps and I took Bailey for a short run. Cory had run 1.5 miles to a stop sign intersection & back the day before, so that was my goal as well. The run was going well until we were almost to our turn around point…less than ¼ mile before the stop sign, as we were right in front of a house, I heard a dog barking (Cory had not mentioned anything about any dogs he had encountered) but it sounded like the dog was inside. As we passed the house, a dog came out of the garage, barking & running after us. Talk about scared – that was me! The dog did stop at the edge of the property. There was only one problem – my only way back to the campground was back past that same house, with the barking, unknown dog. I called out loudly (as the garage doors were both open) to see if anyone could hear me & come outside to restrain this dog. Nothing. We ended up waiting it out about 15 minutes until a car with a dad & small boy finally arrived home. I yelled about the dog charging at us & he (unsuccessfully the first couple time – great pet owner) got the dog by its collar & went inside. Bailey & I headed back to the campground with no further issues. This situation has made me think more about running in unfamiliar areas & taking more precautions.