Down by the River

Back from vacay by the good ol' Black River. Hope you all had a Happy "Labor free" Monday. We left Saturday morning at the crack of dawn and traveled up north to partake of a favorite pastime, fishing. Growing up with a single mom and a sister of course I have not gone fishing. Phil was quite excited to take me, even gave me casting lessons in the backyard prior to departure. Armed with rods and enough bait to catch a school of fish we left.

The Black River is just outside of Show Low on the Apache Indian Reservation, after you leave the lovely paved tarmac you take the 12-mile bumpy, rocky, down right hopping up and down in your seat road to get to the river. It was fun, but not when your bladder is beyond full.

My guide

The rocky terrain, even though it doesn't look so rocky-it was!

My first catch! And on my first try! Crazy Beginner's Luck, they weren't biting after that.

Sydney's First Catch!
After fishing Saturday afternoon our plan was to drive out and head over to the cabin in Pinetop for the rest of the weekend. We had a wonderful 3 hour thunderstorm that changed our plans and we ended up staying the night and sleeping in the truck. Good food-(salmon, shrimp and of course the catch of the day), good company and beautiful surroundings. Reed and Melissa brought the girls and another family joined us. We had a great time and it was so nice to get away. Now Phil wants to go fishing all the time and thinks we really need a Jeep!

Crazy rain, it was so nice though. And Phil told me I wouldn't need a jacket! Good thing I don't listen. We did get to wake up to this, crisp foggy morning on the river. Bea-utiful.