Who could refuse an invitation like that ~ especially when it's 90 degrees out and muggy as all get out. A nice ride on the pontoon boat and a swim at the campground beach ... some Dorito's to snack on and my jug of Crystal Lite ... count me in!
Ummmm... just a thought Don ... maybe if you unhook it ~ it'll slide off the trailer??
and his first mate ~ Sara
the little clam digger
I told Bailey we couldn't take Grandpa past this area:
Connor's Lake is a beautiful place. We've camped there hundred of times over the years when our kids were younger. Now we no longer camp; but just enjoy afternoons like this one there. It doesn't get many campers anymore like it use to. It's now a rustic campground. No electric hook ups, no running water, no showers, no frills. Just you and mother nature. The way it should be.
Also, on the way down to and the way home from the lake we had to drive past the Big Bear Lodge on the Flambeau River. Bailey got a kick out of seeing the bear as tall as the building. Sorry for the blur; but I took this pic out of the truck window whizzing by at 50 mph.
Until next time ...
So it goes in my neck of the woods.