“The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one’s own country as a foreign land.” – G. K. Chesterton

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Day 17 Mammoth Area


Since we're sticking around here for a couple of days, we decided to do some fishing. We tried just north of June lake, and we didn't even get a bite, so we tried just south of Grant Lake at Rush Creek. We had ultra light rods, 2 pound test, lures, night crawlers, and salmon eggs. Who caught dinner? I caught dinner! It was the second time I casted into the creek, I caught a rainbow trout. We haven't measured him, but I basically spanked the pants off every man fishing in the area. There was a family fishing near us and the man, oh man, was he jealous! Good. Beginners luck rules.

Oh, and as for Little Dog, Tika had an amazing time just running free while we fished. Of course we made sure she didn't venture too far, no desire to have her carried off by a raccoon or a bear! When I reeled in the fish, who was there to try and "get the fish" to solid ground? Tika. She was so unbelievably excited by the fish being reeled in I thought she was going for a bit of a swim. Those who know Tika, know her fear of water... yeah when its in cold rushing form, she's excited.

Tonight, we eat. A little surf and turf, a starch, and some yummy veggies.
This will be a feast!

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