Silver Lake

Sam had the whole week off of work, we didn't plan any exciting vacations but have had a great time just hanging out and getting a lot done around the house. Hallelujah for a clean garage (among other things)! One morning we decided to take the kids on a little hike. Because Ruby can now say the word "walk" and prefers toddling behind her brother to being toted by mom and dad we knew we had to pick a short one, so we drove up to Brighton and walked around Silver Lake. "Walked" is probably a generous term for what we did, it was more like take three steps throw a rock into the lake, take another three steps examine a stick, etc., etc.


At some point during our trek Oliver acquired a stick and piece of fishing line so a lot of time was devoted to fishing in the lake. Ollie thought it was the greatest thing ever.

No, Oliver did not catch that fish with his unbaited line, a couple of older men who enjoyed watching Ollie's fishing antics donated their catch to him. It wasn't really anything worth having, the men only kept the fish because they couldn't get them to swim away when they tried to release them. But Ollie was thrilled and so he got his first lesson in gutting and cleaning a fish.

Sam thought it was hilarious to chase after the innocent camera woman.
I even touched the fish myself, only enough to stuff it with butter and lemons and wrap it in tinfoil. Oliver was excited to eat it so I figured I had better do my part.