This is our fishing spot and of course I brought my camera and we took some pics. We had a few beers, talked about life and anything else we could think until the sun set. 
My fishing outfit. I really like these bibs. They seem to have a purpose.
This pic I took when I really felt the deepness of our convo was at its peak. We sat there for a good 4 hours. One of the reasons I love to fish correlates with how peaceful fishing really is. The cars passing on the bridge seemed to be in such a hurry, rushing as we all do everyday. But on this day Tom and I were free of that...and we liked it.
Our first and only catch of the day. Nice sized Flathead catfish. We returned him to the water to grow.
Pretty soon later as the sun was falling, up the river on the rock bank above us there was something white that appeared at times to be moving...Tom thought it was a person, I said if that is in fact a person, then he appears to be very secretive or dead. We finished our last beer and decided to investigate, CSI stlye. We gathered our belongings and stashed them by a tree because we would be walking back this way. As we walked up this trail we saw were someone had made a campsite and it was right next to this creek than ran into the Muddy Mo. We couldn't get to that rock bank because this big creek has blocked us.. and by this time darkness was almost here. Some would turn back, but Tom and I would continue up the creek to see if we could cross it somehow. Its was like we were searching for something. Or maybe it was just fun to be in the woods exploring. We started out looking for what we think is a person on a rock but after we found a 50 foot fallin tree, that would guide us across that creek, we found something different.
After crossing on the tree and on the other side of this levee, I found a boat. This boat was on a trailer that was purposely moved to this location..this location was in a field. We were bewildered. Many thoughts came to mind. If that were a person on that rock bank...was this his boat? If no, and there was no person on that rock bank, then why is this boat here? It was such a random find. The inside was badly damaged. There were no windows and by all our accounts it was uninhabitable. So we climbed it, goofed around and Tom goes around the side and finds that the name of this boat was "Satisfaction". By this, we no longer felt the need to see what exactly if anything was on that rock bank. It was also by now totally dark and we had to walk back approx 3-4 miles through the woods and back across the tree... if we fell it would be a 20 ft drop into a terribly messy muddy creek. We were loving every minute of it. It was an adventure. We had discovered something, we had great conversation and we have caught a fish. We were thankful.
Tom scooting his butt back across the log..I stood up and walked it ;)
Your daddy climbing up this tree log to get back home.
My pic of our discovery of the lost ghost ship "Satisfaction".
Creepy stuff.
So that week on Friday. We had a parent/teacher conference with your teacher Mrs. Dottie Dallmeyer at 7:30 am. Your mother was already there, we showed a few minutes late and Mrs Dottie said you are doing very very well at school. She said all of your classmates at school like you and you work very well with others. You are a great listener, follow directions, and that you are very courteous. None of these things really surprise me. I have known for a very long time what a special kid you are. We read every night, you love to draw and you always are creating something. Plus, you really love being outside and playing games. This past weekend I'm folding my clothes in my room and you came down to the closet, got out a box, set it up, told me you are making a clubhouse and asked for a marker and asked me to make a door. I gave you a marker, took a knife, made a door, and a hole in the door so your little fingers could close it when you are inside. I go back to folding clothes and about 10 minutes later you come down and say, "Hey daddy wanna see my house"?. I go into the living room and you have put another piece of cardboard on top of your house that had an overhang... so when it rains you stay dry and put some toys on top of that roof, that you said were your decorations.. I saw that and gave you a big hug and congratulated you on your new house. You then went back to work on it and you seemed to be very proud of it. You are very creative, much like the rest of the people in your family...
We had to stop by the gas station...you wanted some Green Soda and so did I.
I dig my hanker wear...My ole friend Tony Primeau got me going with that. We use to wear those while we played wiffle ball and coached baseball or went on a adventure....
Papa Bill and you headin up the river..You wanted to bring the bb gun just in case we see a tiger or a bear or a monster ;)
The Bridge.
You and I walking. This is often our mode of travel...although I notice lately you are choosing to walk by yourself more. This is a very awesome walking path...I plan on doing it more if possible...weather will be a factor..but when it snows we will definitely go here.... I love walking through woods in the snow..you get to see lots of animal tracks a there is something special about that pure white snow with the trees all around.
We get to our campsite...start a fire and..prepare our hotdog roast and smushmellows and set up our fishing spot.
Here you are cooking a hotdog...I really enjoy it out here. It was warmer than I expected..I was honestly thinking about getting my tent and spending the night but decided against it because it does get real cold at night now and you are just still to young for cold weather camping..but rest a sured...this summer we will. Without a doubt.
Marcus and Papa Bill getting a lil bite to eat. Apparently Marcus was real hungry he devoured 4 or 5 and left me with no bread.. :)
However this was not a day for catching catfish.. this fish, a sturgeon was like a dinosaur..it was prehistoric for sure...it had sharp bones all over the place and I did not attempt to pick it up with my hand..nasty lil devil. After I set the line, I came back 20 minutes later and there it was..you were with Papa Bill Firing bb's I know cause I heard em whistling by... I yelled I got a fish and you came running.
My View.
After that Marcus and Bill went back to the campfire and you stayed with me climbing this bank...it was natures jungle gym. Words cannot describe my love for you Brock. Seeing you grow and do things is simply amazing...like last year, there was no way I could take you down to a major river and stand inches from it and fish and let you do what you are doing on this day. This bank was a tough climb. It was muddy and steep but you tried and tried..you would fall down, shake yourself off and try again and again until you finally conquered it. Then you would do it several more times...the whole time I am just watching you and encouraging you..Whenever you would fall, you would look at me and I would tell you to get up and try again. "You can do it son".
After a fall in the mud. Shaking youself off and preparing for another try.
Me and the river...There is a love I have for this river or nature in general. I feel safe and at home out here. I see what a miracle it all is and how small we really are. Its a feeling of humbleness and gratitude. Mother Nature does not discriminate, her power is infinite and our time here in her eyes are mili-seconds at best. Spending times like these and all times really with you sincerely fill my heart with all the joy God meant for people to experience. More than you will ever know. Until you are a father
Your mud bank climbing hands. I am pretty sure there are parents out there that would freak about there son with muddy hands. The way I see it you are on an adventure and are living..truely living, exploring, letting your instincts and imagination go. Asking questions...getting answers, and creating memories that maybe right before you go to bed you will remember where you have been that day and what you did and you will feel happy. I know I did that night. I love you Brightmoon.
You have a love for trains and you made me take this picture...everytime a train would pass you would yell Train daddy ! A train Daddy....Marcus, Papa Bill..look a train! We would always smile. I know Bill felt real joy this day, He loves you very much Brock.....He will spoil you rotten and he brags about you constantly. I am really grateful he came and I hope he comes with us more often. He is my friend and am very lucky to have him in my life. He is a good guy. Then we have Marcus. He hardly ever passes up a moment or an adventure with us. A while back on his father's flower farm he let us fish on his ponds there. He is also a good guy and am happy we are friends...Friends, Brock are one of the most important things people can have. You may not see them in a while but when you do, its like you have never parted
The infamous creek.
Pretty soon later as the sun was falling, up the river on the rock bank above us there was something white that appeared at times to be moving...Tom thought it was a person, I said if that is in fact a person, then he appears to be very secretive or dead. We finished our last beer and decided to investigate, CSI stlye. We gathered our belongings and stashed them by a tree because we would be walking back this way. As we walked up this trail we saw were someone had made a campsite and it was right next to this creek than ran into the Muddy Mo. We couldn't get to that rock bank because this big creek has blocked us.. and by this time darkness was almost here. Some would turn back, but Tom and I would continue up the creek to see if we could cross it somehow. Its was like we were searching for something. Or maybe it was just fun to be in the woods exploring. We started out looking for what we think is a person on a rock but after we found a 50 foot fallin tree, that would guide us across that creek, we found something different.
After crossing on the tree and on the other side of this levee, I found a boat. This boat was on a trailer that was purposely moved to this location..this location was in a field. We were bewildered. Many thoughts came to mind. If that were a person on that rock bank...was this his boat? If no, and there was no person on that rock bank, then why is this boat here? It was such a random find. The inside was badly damaged. There were no windows and by all our accounts it was uninhabitable. So we climbed it, goofed around and Tom goes around the side and finds that the name of this boat was "Satisfaction". By this, we no longer felt the need to see what exactly if anything was on that rock bank. It was also by now totally dark and we had to walk back approx 3-4 miles through the woods and back across the tree... if we fell it would be a 20 ft drop into a terribly messy muddy creek. We were loving every minute of it. It was an adventure. We had discovered something, we had great conversation and we have caught a fish. We were thankful.
Tom scooting his butt back across the log..I stood up and walked it ;)
Your daddy climbing up this tree log to get back home.
My pic of our discovery of the lost ghost ship "Satisfaction".
Creepy stuff.So that week on Friday. We had a parent/teacher conference with your teacher Mrs. Dottie Dallmeyer at 7:30 am. Your mother was already there, we showed a few minutes late and Mrs Dottie said you are doing very very well at school. She said all of your classmates at school like you and you work very well with others. You are a great listener, follow directions, and that you are very courteous. None of these things really surprise me. I have known for a very long time what a special kid you are. We read every night, you love to draw and you always are creating something. Plus, you really love being outside and playing games. This past weekend I'm folding my clothes in my room and you came down to the closet, got out a box, set it up, told me you are making a clubhouse and asked for a marker and asked me to make a door. I gave you a marker, took a knife, made a door, and a hole in the door so your little fingers could close it when you are inside. I go back to folding clothes and about 10 minutes later you come down and say, "Hey daddy wanna see my house"?. I go into the living room and you have put another piece of cardboard on top of your house that had an overhang... so when it rains you stay dry and put some toys on top of that roof, that you said were your decorations.. I saw that and gave you a big hug and congratulated you on your new house. You then went back to work on it and you seemed to be very proud of it. You are very creative, much like the rest of the people in your family...
I let you know after Tom and I's adventure that I was going to take you on one on Saturday. You never forget those things either.... you have a great memory. Even sometimes when we are driving you know were we are at or if we are close to some body's house you will say over there is where Isabel lives.
Saturday rolls around... you get up turn on some tunes and climb back in bed and we cuddle around for an hour or so and as I am getting up you asked if we were ready for our adventure. I said not yet, we have to eat and I wanna clean up a little bit so you played by yourself while I fixed bacon and eggs and swept the floor. We tend to make messes pretty regularly... We then put on our adventure clothes equipped with boots made for mud. I asked Papa Bill if he would like to go so we had to go pick him up and I called Marcus and he said he would go to.
We had to stop by the gas station...you wanted some Green Soda and so did I.
I dig my hanker wear...My ole friend Tony Primeau got me going with that. We use to wear those while we played wiffle ball and coached baseball or went on a adventure....
Papa Bill and you headin up the river..You wanted to bring the bb gun just in case we see a tiger or a bear or a monster ;)
The Bridge.
You and I walking. This is often our mode of travel...although I notice lately you are choosing to walk by yourself more. This is a very awesome walking path...I plan on doing it more if possible...weather will be a factor..but when it snows we will definitely go here.... I love walking through woods in the snow..you get to see lots of animal tracks a there is something special about that pure white snow with the trees all around.
We get to our campsite...start a fire and..prepare our hotdog roast and smushmellows and set up our fishing spot.
Here you are cooking a hotdog...I really enjoy it out here. It was warmer than I expected..I was honestly thinking about getting my tent and spending the night but decided against it because it does get real cold at night now and you are just still to young for cold weather camping..but rest a sured...this summer we will. Without a doubt.
Marcus and Papa Bill getting a lil bite to eat. Apparently Marcus was real hungry he devoured 4 or 5 and left me with no bread.. :)As you guys were messing around I went down to the bank and set up 3 fishing poles. Really not expecting to catch anything because it was early in the day and from what I have found catfish either bite early in the morning or at dusk.....
However this was not a day for catching catfish.. this fish, a sturgeon was like a dinosaur..it was prehistoric for sure...it had sharp bones all over the place and I did not attempt to pick it up with my hand..nasty lil devil. After I set the line, I came back 20 minutes later and there it was..you were with Papa Bill Firing bb's I know cause I heard em whistling by... I yelled I got a fish and you came running.
My View.
After that Marcus and Bill went back to the campfire and you stayed with me climbing this bank...it was natures jungle gym. Words cannot describe my love for you Brock. Seeing you grow and do things is simply amazing...like last year, there was no way I could take you down to a major river and stand inches from it and fish and let you do what you are doing on this day. This bank was a tough climb. It was muddy and steep but you tried and tried..you would fall down, shake yourself off and try again and again until you finally conquered it. Then you would do it several more times...the whole time I am just watching you and encouraging you..Whenever you would fall, you would look at me and I would tell you to get up and try again. "You can do it son".
After a fall in the mud. Shaking youself off and preparing for another try.
Me and the river...There is a love I have for this river or nature in general. I feel safe and at home out here. I see what a miracle it all is and how small we really are. Its a feeling of humbleness and gratitude. Mother Nature does not discriminate, her power is infinite and our time here in her eyes are mili-seconds at best. Spending times like these and all times really with you sincerely fill my heart with all the joy God meant for people to experience. More than you will ever know. Until you are a father
Your mud bank climbing hands. I am pretty sure there are parents out there that would freak about there son with muddy hands. The way I see it you are on an adventure and are living..truely living, exploring, letting your instincts and imagination go. Asking questions...getting answers, and creating memories that maybe right before you go to bed you will remember where you have been that day and what you did and you will feel happy. I know I did that night. I love you Brightmoon.
You have a love for trains and you made me take this picture...everytime a train would pass you would yell Train daddy ! A train Daddy....Marcus, Papa Bill..look a train! We would always smile. I know Bill felt real joy this day, He loves you very much Brock.....He will spoil you rotten and he brags about you constantly. I am really grateful he came and I hope he comes with us more often. He is my friend and am very lucky to have him in my life. He is a good guy. Then we have Marcus. He hardly ever passes up a moment or an adventure with us. A while back on his father's flower farm he let us fish on his ponds there. He is also a good guy and am happy we are friends...Friends, Brock are one of the most important things people can have. You may not see them in a while but when you do, its like you have never parted
The infamous creek.A little while longer we caught another Sturgeon...this time you were with me and the excitment you had was unforgettable I got him off the hook and grabbed the plyers and had you hold him. You are so brave and daring. There was not one inch of fear in you.
This was a grand day.
I see this picture and I am sitting here writing and feel so lucky. So so lucky. Not cause we caught a fish but because I have a son who is my heart and soul. Always remember that Brock.
This is the tree Tom and I crossed on wed. In the dark.
Finally we had to go home. Today was a fine day had by all but we had an unexpected adveneture waiting for us at Papa Bills.
Oh and as we were exploring we found some trees that some beavers did work on. Very cool.
When we got back to drop off Papa Bill I thought it would be a good idea to give you a bath. Papa Bill had been raking leaves to burn and our neighbor convinced Bill to burn this day. We weren't spose to start till the next day so you played w/ grandma for awhile and I helped Bill burn for awhile then went inside and gave you a bath. As I was drying you off, Papa came in and said hey Bock wanna see a firetruck?? Someone had called them and they came to put out our fire because we weren't spose to be doing it yet. Uggghh. I couldn't get your clothes on quick enough. You were out the door.... so of course I had to take pics. What a great day.
The Fire Chief let you sit in the Truck.. I mean really how could he turn you down? :)
Safety First..thats my motto ;)
He was your buddy fosho.
This was a grand day.
I see this picture and I am sitting here writing and feel so lucky. So so lucky. Not cause we caught a fish but because I have a son who is my heart and soul. Always remember that Brock.
This is the tree Tom and I crossed on wed. In the dark.
Finally we had to go home. Today was a fine day had by all but we had an unexpected adveneture waiting for us at Papa Bills.
Oh and as we were exploring we found some trees that some beavers did work on. Very cool.
When we got back to drop off Papa Bill I thought it would be a good idea to give you a bath. Papa Bill had been raking leaves to burn and our neighbor convinced Bill to burn this day. We weren't spose to start till the next day so you played w/ grandma for awhile and I helped Bill burn for awhile then went inside and gave you a bath. As I was drying you off, Papa came in and said hey Bock wanna see a firetruck?? Someone had called them and they came to put out our fire because we weren't spose to be doing it yet. Uggghh. I couldn't get your clothes on quick enough. You were out the door.... so of course I had to take pics. What a great day.
The Fire Chief let you sit in the Truck.. I mean really how could he turn you down? :)
Safety First..thats my motto ;)
He was your buddy fosho.
We are Adventurers.
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