We went fishing yesterday. Sam caught the first fish, tiny. Jorge caught the other fish. Someone else gave us a third fish, so I cleaned two fish. Throw back the small ones. :)
We started at the lake, and Sam tried to get crawdads, but they weren't biting, which in my experience means that they're dead or full.
So we went to a local stream, near a trout hatchery. Gorgeous scenery and without the foul-mouthed kids who were all around the lake.
Yes, I make her wear a hat.
Guess who was the 'Going Dog'? :)