Today is Going to be a Good Day..

It seems nowadays we have to look for opportunities to spend time with our grand kids. When school was out, and the timing was right, we put out the invitation and three of them, River, Boston, and Indee, were able to come stay for a week at our house. It was kind of a cold, windy week, but we were able to fit in several fun things with them. The first thing was a day of fishing at Johnson reservoir near Preston. When we got there that day, the kids got out of the truck, looked around, and Indee said, "Today is going to be a good day!"

We made a fire, roasted hot dogs, caught some fish, and played in the water.

River got to come with me to Day Camp another day. He loved shooting BB guns, bow and arrows, making bottle rockets, and buying his first pocket knife. The rest of the week was spent playing games, "camping out" (in the backyard), swimming at Lava, shopping at Alco, and spending time at the library.

And we topped it off with another fishing day, this time at Blackfoot reservoir. Roy had dreams of catching everyone's limit of six fish each. It was not to be. We were totally skunked! Eating treats in the boat, going for a bike ride, and playing in the water at the dock were the fun things that day.

At the end of the week, we met their parents and a lot of others for a ride at the Indian Creek area above Medicine Lodge. We ate lunch at Paul Reservoir where everyone posed for a picture before taking off again. There were 8 four-wheelers, five motorcycles, and two side-by-sides.
We rode about 75 miles that day and saw lots of beautiful country. And even though we were rained on, and dead tired and sore....it was a great day!
I've thought a lot about Indee's simple phrase, and I want to say it more often...
"Today is going to be a good day!"

CJ Strike ...and more

We took our campers, four-wheelers, and great expectations to a place near Mountain Home called CJ Strike Reservoir. Along with us were our friends, Gordon and Sherry. The guys had heard that the crappie fishing (pronounced croppie) there was phenomenal at a certain time in the Spring. It was a temptation too sweet to resist. The first two days only produced a couple of crappie, and a couple of bass. They thought they were going to have to return home disappointed for sure.

The third day, my sister, Di, came over from Boise to try her hand at fishing with us. It seems she brought the good luck with her! The fish started biting and she was able to take several home to have for dinner that night. Roy, Gordon, and Sherry were able to catch fish after fish. The guys kept fishing til way after dark, catching about 55 fish, and then were pretty late getting them all filleted.

The next morning they were up before dawn craving more of the same. The good luck stayed with them and they were able to catch another 35 in about 3 hours. It wasn't the hundreds and hundreds they were told they could catch, but it was good enough for them.

The weather stayed good long enough for us to get them all cleaned, filleted, and sealed in food saver bags before we packed up and headed for home.

On the way home, Roy and I stopped at Shoshone Falls. We neither one had been there before. We thought it was awesome...well worth the stop.

We were headed out of Twin Falls over this bridge and noticed some young people with helmets and parachutes standing on the bridge.

We pulled over and watched 7 kids jump off of this 400-plus foot bridge doing what I think they call base-jumping. It was really cool to watch.

How they have the guts to do that is way beyond me. They were from New York, Washington DC, and Florida. They said this bridge is one of the best in the country. Can you see the tiny red and white parachute here?

It was a fun little trip. Even though fishing is not on my list of fun things to do, I do love getting away. I read a book, bound a quilt, enjoyed a four-wheeler ride around the lake, and sometimes just sat and visited with the fishermen. Three cheers for fun times in beautiful Idaho!