It was nice to be able to get out onto the hills during a break in the rain Saturday.
Even on these usually dry hills, there was mud.
We found a tiny creek to wash our shoes off.
In it, we heard a splashing noise we thought was a frog.
Finally through a team effort we got our hand on this stranded trout.
Josiah with his first fish, caught without a pole.
What kind is it?
Another hike before the picnic.
The fish was not part of the the meal.
It was put back into the main creek, which was pretty high with all the rain.
Did the recent rain storms tip over this pine tree?
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