Moon Lake

The first thing that Jack did when we arrived at our cabin was to grab two handfuls of dirt and rub it all over his face. Seems logical enough to me. He just wanted to remind me that we were camping and he was in no way he was going to stay clean during our trip.

We weren't there for more than 5 minutes before Charlie said, "I see a deer!" Greg and I were both like, oh, that's nice.. but then we looked and sure enough, there was a dear resting near a close by cabin. It let us walk up really close to have see it. We saw deer everywhere the rest of the weekend

Jack loved the chipmunks running around everywhere. He immediately started calling them "chicky monkeys"... he totally came up with that one on his own. Here's a little video clip of him saying it. It was so cute.

We went up with Dave and Nicole and all of their kids. Charlie had a great time playing with all of his cousins. They spent hours playing in the sand box (generally meant for tents), played lacrosse, hiked, tried catching chipmunks, and of course lots of fishing.

The fishing was the best ever. We've always loved it because it's so easy to catch the feisty little brookies. This year we just plunked power bait. We had a fish on nearly every cast. And they were all great sized trout. Jack was fascinated with watching them when we got them in the boat. Charlie became quite the little fisherman. Just in our boat we caught 40 fish on Friday and Saturday. Dave always had several more poles in the water.. he could have easily doubled that.