Tin Can Flat

Last week we loaded up the SS Rolinco with food and kids and a dog and followed Grandpa and Grandma to the St Joe River near Avery Idaho.

Setting up camp.

And, the requisite flower arrangement for our table.

One of our meal gatherings.

 It's hard to capture the spectacular scenery.

This is the St. Joe river, at the bottom of a very steep mountain slope.  This is dad's favorite "hole".  We didn't take the time to hike down this time, but it's on our list!

What a fun group we are!

This shows how deep one has to hike to get to the river.

The kids were eager to learn how to fly fish and grandpa was the perfect instructor.  He brought along three fly rods and it wasn't long before all three kids were casting like, well....almost like pros!

The expert, testing the water!

As my mom is fond of saying, the fishing was great but the catching not so much.  We decided that there was a lot of casting practice.  It really didn't matter that there were not a lot of fish caught.  The scenery, the memories created, the sound of the river babbling along, the intoxicating fragrance of the air.....all worth the trip.  A few small fish were caught and brought in, lest you think we were totally skunked!

Here's Alicia getting her first casting lesson....

Once Alicia was settled, David was next up.....

And he caught one!!!

And then Roni had her lesson......

Even Baxter got in on the fun!  You can only imagine how a flopping, splashing fish got his attention!

I'll post more photos of this wonderfully relaxing family time.