With the help of Grandpa Marshall, Abby caught this little brook trout. She couldn't have had more fun. She did plenty of fishing on her own too.
Wyatt could have spend days on end fishing. He was always trying to get someone to bait his hook and he would sit by the banks all day and fish. Here is one of the beauties his dad helped him catch.
I couldn't believe my eyes, but when I looked up, Abby and her cousin were the first ones to reach the cave. She practically ran all the way up. Here is Abby at the start of the hike with Ally, here partner in crime.
Morgan and Josh enjoyed the hike too and weren't far behind Abby.
Wyatt and I kept a slow and steady pace and made it too the top. Look how steep our climb was.
Chase had the right idea, riding up on Tracy's back. He had a great time, especially since we were outside.
Here we all are inside the cave. It didn't turn out to be much more than you could see from the road, but we saw some awesome sights.
Around the corner from the cave was a big natural arch. It was as large a the cave. I am standing below taking this picture.