We drove to McCall after work on Friday and arrived at the trail head near 11:00pm. This was the first time most of the kids had hiked at night and they weren't shy about expressing their skepticism.
As if the horse poop wasn't bad enough, there were muddy streams to cross to boot.
Hey little buddy... let's catch us some supper
Fishun was good. Using Grandpa's backpacker pole too.
Jonathan trying to decide if he should wait to eat his fish now, or wait till it's cooked
The weekend went way too fast, and before we knew it, it was time to hike out and soak in a warm springs before leaving for Boise.