Gone Fishing

Blaine and I have been going to Diamond Fork for quite some time now. This time when we went we got to bring along Brett and Annika (who else, right?) We went up Friday night and came home Sunday morning. I will have to admit that I was a little nervous about going camping without having a bathroom (I know what you are thinking...high maintainance right?) but it ended up not being a big deal at all. It was a great trip filled with lots of interesting things.....hiking and fishing, of course, but we also had to opportunity of hearing Brett fall out of the pop up trailer in the middle of the night, laying down in an ice cold river (doesnt sound that crazy, but in my book, this is considered living on the wild side) and getting our car jumped by a man who looked a little shady. To get to our fishing spot we have to climb a huge mountain (I think the correct word for this hike is grueling!) There is no path...somehow the mountain man in Blaine just takes over and gets us to the place we need to go. We end up at a river on the other side. This fishing is not the kind where you sit in a lawn chair, throw your line in, and wait for a fish to bite....no, we are TRUDGING (and again, this is definitely the correct word for this) through a river going from hole to hole. I must add that I have never seen anyone, other than Blaine, be so determined to catch a fish as Annika was. This was her first time fishing in a river and she did awesome....what a woman! We cant wait to go again!