The boys really like it out there and I completely understand.
How could anyone be unhappy with mud, the water, mountains, the trees and no people?
There also were these amusing, lime green pussy willows that made me smile.
I love this picture of them by the river. They so wanted to go down, but the banks are so darn steep.
We did find a little island. I carried them across as it was just to the top of my Bogs, but not over. Duke was spear fishing and Kincaid tossed sticks into the water. He so wanted to catch a grayling.