We spent a great weekend a couple weeks ago at Lake McConaughy with Nana and Pop. The weather wasn't great on Saturday, but we enjoyed some fishing (or "catching" as Marshall would say), sitting by the fire, listening to the Nebraska game, and eating by candlelight before the storm rolled in. While we didn't catch any fish, the boys enjoyed watching the fish getting cleaned.
With a beautiful day on Sunday, D-man was bound and determined to catch a fish. He fished off the beach, off the dock, and off the boat. We enjoyed biking (except for the part where my son exhibited one of my worst qualities and was too scared to venture out on his bike to explore the campground), boating and actually catching a fish. Unfortunately, the dedicated fisherman D-man did not catch the fish. His mother did. But, it was wonderful to be out on the lake and actually see some results.After returning from the boat ride, the boys enjoyed swimming in the lake on a gorgeous afternoon.
With a beautiful day on Sunday, D-man was bound and determined to catch a fish. He fished off the beach, off the dock, and off the boat. We enjoyed biking (except for the part where my son exhibited one of my worst qualities and was too scared to venture out on his bike to explore the campground), boating and actually catching a fish. Unfortunately, the dedicated fisherman D-man did not catch the fish. His mother did. But, it was wonderful to be out on the lake and actually see some results.After returning from the boat ride, the boys enjoyed swimming in the lake on a gorgeous afternoon.
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