Gone Fishing

Another wonderful trip to Pinezanita, and this time we actually caught some fish.
Grayson started with the first catch.

Emily really got into fishing and says she caught 12 fish that weekend. It may have been more like 9 or 10, but every true fisherman needs to exaggerate a little.

She was really enthusiastic about cooking and eating her catch, until she heard us talking about how we would go about killing the fish to cook. She quickly decided to let her little prisoners go.

When we went into the mining town of Julian, and Grayson was excited to see a racing club come through Main Street. It was quite a contrast to the horse drawn carriage in the background.

To Jeff and I, nothing says camping like a glass of wine and a roaring fire.
Cheers to burning things!