Fish Lake

 Today we left the Acreage bright and early and headed West to Fish Lake. The littles had been looking forward to this for a long time. The whole trip out Joe kept asking, "Are you SO excited to go fishin' Grampa?" We arrived early enough to secure the other side of the dock and then Grampa and Daddy prepped the fishing rods. I hung out with Tucker and admired the view across the lake, the mountains peaking over the tree tops in the distance. The whole time they fished they had one curious fish, and no bites. Every time Joe reeled in his hook he would exclaim, "I caught a HOOK!" or "I caught some sea weed!" I've never seen a kid so excited to catch nothing. Mr. Stannix got to test out his new fishing rod that I gifted him last Christmas and was pleased with it! He spent the whole time on the dock and I snuck in a few casts while he ate his smokie and rice krispie square. When the littles lost interest in fishing, they threw off their shoes and waded out to their knees in search of "sea creatures". Grampa gave them each a few bob's from the tackle box and they turned them into people and used their imaginations the rest of the afternoon. Once we had our fill of hot dogs, smokies, and junk food, we put out our fire and headed home.