We are Back Home...

We are back from camping at Bliss. Oliver caught a 4'er and a 6'er. Pam caught a 6'er and I caught a 4'er. On the charts, a 4'er weighs in around 50lbs and a 6'er is over 100lbs, so they are not your 'average' or 'usual' fish by any means.

Oliver was great and excited as you might guess. His 4'er was caught at night which makes it a little more surreal and strange. The 6'er was hooked as Oliver was out on the Honda so I tried to keep it occupied until he returned. He was a tough one but had gotten a little tired waiting for Oliver. But, he still gave Oliver a run for his money, as it were.

Pam's large 6'er was also a feisty one. She took it on from the start and wrestled it in the whole way, with fake nails flying along the way. We had to strap a fighting belt onto her in the middle of the fight which really helped in the long run was quite funny during the process. She fought it long and hard and it about pulled her in a couple of times. Her arms are still store from the battle.

I will add pictures when I have more time and my hands heal up some. Between the rigors of camping and all that 'fishing' my hands are pretty ruined at the moment. Keeping 4 rigs going for two days has a way to taking its toll on your fingers, using the heavy weight lines.

It was way too hot, but besides that, it was big fun. The Honda Mini-Trail was used by both Oliver and Pam many times. And, there were all the exciting and challenging moments that always happen during such events.We had a couple of intense and very short term storms blow through with very high force winds that took some time to recover from and various varmits to experience and deal with that you find in the wild, including: numerous snakes and reptiles, a pack of weasels, and millions of night bugs that would swarm and engulf any light source and its holder.

We had gathered a large quantity of fire wood so we had a good fire most of the night and morning which was fun. Friday night, we cooked sausages on the fire while fishing that were very good. Then, Saturday morning, Pam fixed us a great breakfast of sausage, eggs, potatoes, onions, Jalapeno peppers and whatever stuff was in there, burritos. Great stuff.

We, well I, packed too much stuff as usual, but we ended up using most of it and were missing some things that I didn't bring. But, they were few and far between in keeping with the old family tradition that "Any thing worth doing, is worth overdoing"... Luckily, I had also brought a Jeep-top cargo net that allowed us to put a lot of gear on the roof top on the trip home, as without that, we would have never made it back in one trip.

It is now 4:40am on Sunday and it is time to get ready to get Oliver to the airport in Boise. His plane leaves at 8am and you are suppose to be there an hour early, and its a two hour ride there, so we must leave here by 5am.

More to follow on all of Oliver's big Ho fun when I heal...