I should preface this by stating that I've been neglecting the blog because my husband is leaving for police academy on Monday and we've been trying to spend as much quality time together as possible. Because of that, we decided to go do one of our favorite couples activities - fish.
Yeah, it's kind of weird that we love to go fishing together, but it makes him giddy that I go and it reminds me of my dad, who used to make me fish with him. And I like the quality time.
We're lucky enough to live in an area where there are a lot of wooded areas, parks, nature reserves, ect. so finding a place to go fishing within a reasonable distance is pretty easy. We started out at a lake, but soon decided river fishing was where it was at.
We trekked through the woods for about a quarter of a mile, through a creek, over and around fallen trees, and risked life and limb on steep banks, but we got here. And despite all the brown still, it was rather pretty!
And we had much better luck at the river! I caught that beast and three others just as gigantic as him! They nearly pulled me in, I tell you. Seth caught the same tree twice, so technically I do have bragging rights.
We also brought Chester. He had a lot of fun showing off his new life jacket my parents got for him (and proving that camo does work by running off into the woods when I wasn't looking). He loved pretending to be a wild dog running through the woods and was so well behaved until a storm threatened to roll in and he felt it his duty to warn us to get the heck out of dodge.
Look at those paws! Filthy! All three of us got a really thorough scrub down when we got home since we were all covered in mud. And then all of us promptly tried to pass out, with only Chester succeeding because you don't ever have to do dishes if you don't have thumbs.
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