Monday, October 28, 2013

Dome Sweet Dome

If it seemed like things slowed down around here this past weekend, it was because we spent a few days up in North Carolina in and around Brevard on a family camping trip with friends.  It certainly felt like fall with night time temps in the 20's and 30's and days in the 50's.  We kept the children busy with waterfall hikes, bikes, hot chocolate, marshmallows, and a lot of exploring.




On Friday, before the wives and children arrived later in the afternoon, the other dad and I went fly fishing for a few hours.  He had never fly fished before and it was neat to play "guide" and put him on a few fish.

Sometimes we all forget what it was like when we first started fly fishing and there are so many questions, so many parts to put together to make it work, and getting that fly rod act like it's supposed to act can be baffling.  By the end of the day John had a good idea on how to nymph and we saw enough trout in the deeper runs to keep him interested.
   





Yesterday morning we packed up, headed home, unpacked, and put the tent back up to dry.  It's amazing how campfire smoke can permeate everything. 

Camping trips end up being a lot of work but all in all not a bad way to spend a weekend.

2 comments:

ratfacedmcdougal said...

I know that fishing hole. I think you introduced it to me. Camping is hard enough alone, can't imagine throwing in a kid or two or three. You're a better man than I
Cheers

Cameron Mortenson said...

RFMcD...it's really not to tough at all bringing the children along. We had a great time.

Lester...agreed. I really like camping in the fall and the Element still smells of smoke. We'll be heading back up there soon I'm sure.