Our cabin! It was a duplex cabin and had two separate living/eating/cooking quarters attached by a door.
I called this the "Body Shed." Still not sure what was in there, but it was in our backyard.
One of the views from our cabin.
NATURE AT ITS BEST!!!
THE RAMP-UP TO THE FISHING EXTRAVAGANZA!!!!
The very first day. I had to take a "before" shot just in case I didn't survive.
This was the "nice" boat. Let's just say that the motors were SO sucky on these boats that my dad had a few choice words with them. I think I saw him get in a fist fight with another one.
HOW MY DAD AND I SPENT OUR FIRST 3 HOURS FISHING...BROKEN POLES AND TANGLED FISHING LINE!
Captain Dad
My Uncle Randy's fish....
My Grandpa's fish....
My first fish....a Northern Pike. Poor guy got a hook through the eye, but when we released him back in the water, he didn't swim in a circle so I assumed his sight was just fine!
Not a big fan of touching the fish...so my dad got a picture of me with apparently the fish's tail.
I think my dad thought I was acting so ridiculous that he just held it up MY fish and I half held on to it. Haha....my plan worked EXACTLY!
Chalk up another one for Grandpa! Alright Grandpa, now your just gloating!
Another one for dad!
Dad and Greg fishing
Yawn....another one for Grandpa. This guy should have his own fishing show. But I don't think the guy who bleeps out bad words would be able to keep up with him, so maybe not.
Nick's fish
Uncle Randy, Austin, and Nick fishing
Greg and Dad coming in for a landing
Okay, laugh ALL you want. See the follow-up blog and you will see that I am believed to have second degree burns on my hands. I had to wear gloves on the second to last day to avoid further damage.
Austin and Nick playing cards.
The last day....we are all glad to be going home.
The End!!!!









He looks a little more normal here...