First Time Fishing

Madelynne has been dying to go fishing, ever since Grandma Sue bought her a fishing pole. Brad and I decided to find a place we could take her that could benefit all our adventurous appetities. We decided on a hike to Lena Lakes, which is a dog friendly trail. It was HOT. But it was well worth the journey. The end result is a beautiful mountain lake with endless rocky shoreline and a few campsites, which we discussed would be a nice place to backpack sometime. The trail was a moderate incline, switchbacks the majority of the way up, but it was all old growth forests with large boulders covered in moss and tall, endless pines. The dogs did not waste much time jumping into the lake as soon as we got to it, and we enjoyed some attempts to throw the line a few times, away from Noelle's ruckus of chasing after stick after stick. Proud of Madelynne for her first attempt to fish!

Calculating

Attempting

Two peas in a pod

mom's turn to help

Old growth forests make us feel small

The tail whip

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