




We just returned from our Memorial weekend camping trip. It rained a lot, but the temperatures weren't too cold, so it was bearable. We were able to do some fishing, although we didn't catch anything. At one point, I asked Noah if he was having fun, since he didn't seem to be, and he said: "I would be if you would just tell me exactly where the fish are and how to catch them!" Well, wouldn't that be something.





We also spotted some wildlife: bison, antelope, elk and lots of deer. When we arrived at the campground, the camp host told us that just two days before, a moose had walked right through our campsite, but we never caught a glimpse of him, unfortunately. I was hoping we'd see some newborns, since it's that time of year. Maybe next time...


