Great Ideas

My parents have told me that when my brother and I were young, we did some stupid things. I still do stupid things on a regular basis, but now try to limit those occurances. They say that Gary was great at coming up with ideas of things to try and I was pretty much fearless (or stupid depending on how you think about it). As I understand it now, Gary would come up with the plan, I would try to execute it. If the plan worked, it looked like fun, I didn't get hurt, or get into trouble, then Gary would take part as well. I don't know how many times this actually happened and how many adventures led to me being hurt or in trouble, but I would assume there were at least a couple. As I have gotten older, I have lost much of the fearlessness that I possessed as a youth (maybe I got smarter too). However, Gary can still come up with intriguing ideas. And now, I don't really have to worry about getting in trouble (at least by my parents). On the way down the mountain from fishing at Corona, Gary got an idea! I was eager to give it a try and see what happened, so hopped on without hesitation. I came out with only a couple minor scratches, so Gary gave it a try too. Caleb was willing to document the adventure, but was uninterested in participating. Mary wouldn't have anything to do with it (remaining in the pick-up), almost like she thought it was dangerous.

Corona Fishing

Our trip to Colorado to go camping with my family was a great time. We got to see family, do a little camping, hiking, fishing, make new friends, and have a little extra fun. Gary, Caleb, Mary, and I went hiking into Corona, a lake on the top of the Continental Divide. It took a while to hike into the lake, since we had to find a place to cross the creek (which was high due to snow melt), avoid the standing water, and stay out of the snow. Although we started slow, after a while Gary figured out what the fish would bite on and we were successful catching our limit. Before we started out journey, Caleb asked Gary how long he planned to fish at the lake. Gary told him an hour or so (he should know better than believe such a thing). Gary and I fished for about 3 hours. Caleb and Mary were thrilled when we pulled in the fish that gave us our limit. On the way out of the lake it looked like rain was imminent, so we had to move at a pretty good pace. When I was younger that was not a problem, but over the years I have begun to get out of shape and the thin air didn't help any either. We made it out before the rain (which never really did amount to much). The fish tasted great.