I woke mom up at 5:30 this morning so she could start working on this punkin'.
Doesn't it look EEEeeevil?
We went out zombie hunting today. We're part of the:
Hmmmm.... I smell something dead over there, mom. Can we go check it out?
Drat. Just some old poo. No luck finding zombies today.
My dad got a zombie the other night, so maybe we'll have better luck tonight. For some reason, all these little vampires and such chose tonight to come around and beg for food. But,until the doorbell rings again, I'm enjoying this special raw buffalo treat:
Hope you all have a safe Halloween (and lots of yummy treats)!!!!
It had a nice, wooded trail that took us down some serious stairs.
Those stairs were a piece of cake! No Problem-O. At the bottom was a little open area perfect for a little wrestling.
C'mon mom!!! Can I go play NOW?!?!
We ended up going to the end of the trail and having to turn back, which meant having to go UP ALL THOSE STAIRS!! Yeowsers!
We kept going and came across the actual lake. The colors of the trees and the reflection on the lake were beautiful and mom wished she brought her real camera, but the iphone does an ok job.
Mom and me...
Memphis and his dad...
We came to a pretty long dock/bridge. Let me just say that Memphis REALLY likes the water. We're walking along the dock....then SPLOOSH! Memphis stepped off the dock and did like a nose dive into the water. All I saw was his tummy and feet sticking up. I'm thinking he thought it was a lot more shallow than it was, and when his front feet didn't hit the bottom, he just flipped head over tails. Luckily, since he likes the water, he didn't panic and was able to get back on the dock. Didn't phase him at all.
So we got back to walking, and mom was yaking away, then all of a sudden...
BOOM!...then silence. Mom? Mom? I turned around and she was sitting on her butt. She had slipped on some of the slick wood on this long dock bridge. "Smooth moove, Mom!"
Needless to say she was okay, so we got back to walking and...BIFF! Mom wipes out again, this time tripping on a tree root. How embarassing! My Mom, the picture of grace and coordination!
We decide it's definitely time to go before anything else happens.
So, our review of Fenwick Lake Park is that it's probably a much safer place to take mom when it's DRY. Here in the PNW, that means we might go back in...oh....about 8 months!
Okay....back to the MT camping adventure....
We got up EARLY in the morning to head up to Hyalite Canyon to try our luck (again) at fishing.
Here's dad and a spectacular view.
Yea! Mom caught a fish!
Mom was hoping to cook up some fish for lunch, but this was a cutthroat and they're native in MT.
As dad was getting the hook out of the fishie, it decided it liked mom's pink lure and took off with it.
Guess it wanted to look purty for all the other fishies!
Then, we went to where mom went to school and the building where she spent most of her time.
And we swung by this store called Dee-O-Gee in Bozeman and I got this special collar to wear on all my camping adventures:
Stay tuned for a couple more posts about my camping in Montana adventure!!!