Behind Dad's place is Sylvia's with a beautiful 20 year old resue shetland pony.The yard is set up with an area for working out on horses.It turns out that Breana,Marilyn's granddaughter trains Sylvia's granddaughter on her horse in the fenced in area.The last time Chuck and I were at Dad's,the horses grazed in the back yard and we were able to stand at the fench and watch them.This time she had a different set up with a fenched in area without a view of the horses.As I stood in the bathroom coming my hair my eyes caught on a horse trailer pulling in and around to bring out a couple of horses.I quickly rounded up RuthAnn and we all went out to watch the beautiful horses get saddled up and led around to the fenced in workout area. As they discovered us watching them they came over to us standing there.Such beautiful animals.She told us of their small,rescue shetland and I asked her if after they were done working out if she would bring the pony over RuthAnn to see.Soon over walked Sylvia walked with Jet in tow.Sylvia said her grandson used to work out on Jet but had out grown him and Jet hadn't been ridden for awhile.I asked her if it would be alright if RuthAnn could have a short ride on him and she smiling said yes that would be alright.Oh if only RuthAnn was there,Jet would have another one to workout with.RuthAnn would have someone to maybe help her learn horsemanship.This coming summer we are going to get her hooked up with riding lessons.After alittle bit Colleen and I grabbed up our worms from Dad's refrigerator to go over to Marilyn's with everyone for the day again.Yep you guessed it.Fishing here we come.We loaded up our worms,fishing pole and cans of pop in the middle of the paddle boat and started our feet paddling once more across the waters surface.As we were heading over,the ducks were watching us along with the canadian geese in the sky.I tried to snap a picture of Mailyn's young eagle friend but unless you can single it out ,I don't believe I caught it on film.The turtle wasn't on his half submerged log but the fish were definately awaiting our paddle boat.As we sat there,the worm containers were opened to reveal some mighty fat,juicy long worms.Colleen and I looked at each other and and with dread in her eyes watched as I began to use my finger nail to slice them in threes.Of coarse who would have thought to take a knife or scissors out with us.Your worms last three times longer I learned as Dad helped me a couple of years ago.Colleen watched as I would drop a whole one or part of one down in front of us and watched as it's body with squirm around.As she would take some and drop them over the side to get the fish jumping,I would take a partial worm and place it on the quite pointy ,sharp end of the hook.Our only problem I told her was,once we caught a fish,who would take it off the hook? Our mouths would bend downward in horror at the thought that Dad was nowhere around us.I told her we had two options.As we caught one we could dangle it in on the end of the hook as we quickly paddled back in to ask Dad to take it off and then paddle back out or I would have to get my hand around that slimmy wet squiggly fish,put my fingers in its mouth and say Cough It Up Mr.Fish!!!! You got it,I realized it was up to me to be brave and strong.......yep I was.The first fish we caught was a sunfish. As it dangled and thrashed around on the hook for us to watch,it suddenly broke loose and fell back into the water.Well that went well we thought.The next one was small enough the hook seemed to loosen up just fine.Then came the third one.Oops this one didn't want to cooporate.Colleen and I looked at each other with smiles and laughter erupting because we realized it was time to begin paddling back in for Dad's help.Would Dad help us or would he stand on the dock with that smile on his face and insist we had to take it off the hook? As we neared the dock we yelled for Chuck to run and get Dad,showing we had a fish on the line. Dad came walking down with that smile and slow gait saying what, you can't get it off? Off it came for Dad with no problem,RuthAnn touched it and back in the water it went.Colleen and I paddled back out to our fishing hole and sure enough there were still fish waiting for us.They knew were the food was.We caught several fish which I was able to get off the hook but when we realized it was beginning to get late we knew it was coming to an end.What fun we had.Suddenly my pole bent downward showing another fish on it and after trying to get it off,I realized it looked like he had swallowed the hook.We looked at each other,smiled and decided this one would also need to follow us in to Dad.As Colleen paddled,I watched that the fish stayed damp to survive the trip in.As we got close in once more,we yelled to Chuck again for Dad. He came down to be a loving father and help us out on more time.I told him I thought the hook was down in far enough that I didn't want to hurt the fish.He took the pole with the fish on it and like a pro manuvered the hook up and out throwing the fish out into the water with that smile on his face once more.Oh what a loving father we all have.Thankyou Dad you were a life savor.We went in and we watched a movie called Though None Go With Me. If you haven't watched it please rent it and watch it.It is a wonderful movie. We left the worms in Marilyn's refrigerator and traveled home after the movie ended.What a fun day once more.Will there be another fishing day for us?
before we were to leave the next day for our plane trip back to Michigan.Our enjoyment in the mountains was awsome.Colleen and I began having lots of fun finding ways to take pictures with my camera as we traveled along. I have quite a few pictures that turned out good but will spare everyone a couple of more posts of them.These pictures were just a few of many.We all had a wonderful time as we trailed along the mountain side viewing out over the expanse of mountain life.Thankyou Dad and Marilyn for our time there at both of your homes and the wonderful times we all had togeather.Marilyn,you are a beautiful,loving person whom I would be proud to call Mom.Through this time and the time you and dad spent here in Michigan,I have gotten to love you very much.Thankyou again.The next post will show a few pictures of you and Dad being here in Michigan and the wonderful time we had here.
