Fishy, Fishy

Last Saturday was Free Fishing Day, and one of Niels' brothers invited us to go with him and his wife. We headed out early with a bunch of food and borrowed fishing gear and drove to the middle of nowhere (which doesn't take long to do in Idaho). There was a cluster of lakes in the Wildlife Management Area we chose to go to, and the first lake we happened to pick brought the most success when it came to catching fish. We had only caught two fish, when our fun was cut short. Some volunteer park rangers came and told us that the lake we were fishing on was closed until July because it was trumpeter swan nesting season. It's actually kind of a big deal, and the rangers were pretty mad at first until they realized we were ignorant of the fact that the lake was closed (apparently there was a small sign posted but we came from a different direction and completely missed it). We were lucky they were just volunteers too, because if the real park rangers caught us we would have gotten a fine and lost our fish. We drove to a different lake a few miles away and stayed for a few more hours but didn't have any more luck catching fish.

Ada and I had a good time. She loved being outside and playing with the grass growing up through the benches. She even stayed happy when she and I had to find shelter in the car while a large storm cloud came through, bringing thunder and hail.