Sunday, July 11, 2010

Swinging, Fishing, and Coyote Lodge

After meeting the animals, Briggs really wanted to go fishing, so we hopped in the back of the truck and drove to the back of Grandpa Wayne's land to "Coyote Lodge" and the fishing hole or tank, as they say in Texas.

Coyote Lodge is a spot beneath a tree that is a perfect campsite, complete with picnic table, grill/smoker, fire pit, and shade. Grandpa Wayne says he loves to sleep out beneath the stars at this place and I can see why. It really is beautiful and so peaceful; the sky seems to go on forever.

We fished for a while, but since the fish weren't biting and it was as hot as blue blazes, we decided to head back to the house for lunch.
Afterward, the boys took turns swinging and feeding the horses.

We took a break from the heat to take a little nap and then went back for some more fishing.
This time the fish were biting (for some of us) and Briggs had a great time catching Perch and Bass!

Try as he might, Rod didn't catch anything, so he set out to shoot a turtle that was in the tank.

That night, we built a campfire and roasted hot dogs and marshmallows under the stars.

Well, that was after comparing "bullet launchers," of course. A tradition that makes this city girl a little uneasy, but she's working on it. After eating, talking, and climbing, we rode back to turn in for the night, trying to contain the excitement of doing it all over again tomorrow.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Deep In The Heart of Texas

Last weekend we drove to Texas to spend some time with Rod's dad. The boys had never been, so it was a treat to spend some time with Grandpa Wayne. Friday we met for breakfast.

Rod's dad and Uncle Sam eat breakfast at this country store three mornings a week.

Then he took us out to meet his animals.
The boys let out the geese.

Fed the chickens.

And watered everything.

Then we walked out to the pasture to meet the horses.

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