The Fishlake SAR conference is good times because we can camp an I don't have to cook. The first night there, we bought dinner. The restaurant had a little general store and we bought grab bags for a $1.50. They had cheap candy and toys. We messed around with the necklaces and felt like thugs.
The next day, Mikayla found a snake.
She was pretty excited about it.
Kids were also playing in this river, catching fish. I'm pretty sure the fish were supposed to be left alone. I think they were spawning. I made her stop after a while.
The Howards were there and we played around on their boat one afternoon while Merril and Dave were in class.
The Fishlake enduro will go down in the memories of Jack and Merril. So, most everyone took off on dirt bikes and the rhino to ride a trail around the lake. I stayed back at camp because there weren't enough seats. About halfway, the trail became so covered with dead fall that the rhino and Shelly turned around. Merril, Jack and Dave kept going. They were dragging their bikes over dead logs and Jack said it was the hardest thing he's ever done. Shelly got back and asked where the guys were and I said they hadn't made it back. We didn't have to wait very long before they made it back but it was tough. Merril said next year, he's bringing a chain saw.
And here is Jack asleep with potato pal, a stuffed plush he sewed that resembles a potato. I think it was supposed to be a teddy bear? No matter.
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