Wednesday, September 3, 2008

The end of 2008 rafting :(

Rafting for this year is over. While there are like 300 pictures from rafting that I'd love to share--people just don't want to see all 300. Sooo-- I'm painstakingly going through them and narrowing my favorite to 10. 10 is just a good round number that people will still look at.

This is actually from last year. But this group came back again this year. And I didn't get this picture until this year. So let's pretend. This is Tight Squeeze.

My Aunt and Uncles (and cousin) with Josh in Time Zone.

My parents, Aunts and Uncle. It's rare to see my dad smile like this :)

This family comes rafting a couple of times a year with us. And I've taken them down almost every time--they have become really good friends.

The guy cackling in front makes this picture a favorite--and the legs in the air. :)


This is my sister and 3 of her kids. Eric in the middle was terrified at first. But you can see he was having a blast!



These 3 pictures are the same group. They came with us on Monday afternoon, then they came back Wednesday morning again they had so much fun. These two trips were the most fun trips I took all year. Just beacause we were "suicide boats" . We purposefully flipped in one of our rapids. On a side note--you can see the water is dirty here. There were mudslides upriver and so the river at this point was seriously a Willy Wonka Chocolate river--but much less tasty.

Now, I've always said that I think the clouds in Idaho are prettier than other places I've lived. Maybe it's just that I see them more often--but I sure do enjoy them.


Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Fishing!

Well it took 25 years. But I finally went fishing. In fact, I even caught a fish. Actually I caught two. I'm happy to say that I'm a real man and had no qualms with picking up the fish and cleaning it.




Van cleaning his fish--and showing us something else.


Fish heads fish heads, rolly polly fish heads.


Van and I got bored--so he gave me head.


Now how it really went. Josh taught me and Van what to do. I cast. Van casts. Van doesn't like his cast--so he's reeling it in and says, "Josh something is wrong with my bobber." Josh, "Yeah--you caught a fish." So Josh pulls it out and pulls the hook out. Van sticks his finger in the gills and then I go to as well--and the fish wiggles. Van and I screamed like big manly men. (Not those girly screams you hear us do)