After dinner we went down to the water and fished and threw rocks. Ain't he a good lookin' fisherman??? I defnitely think so.
After breakfast we went on a little "hike" down by the river. It's a really beautiful area - I think almost any area is beautiful when it has a river. The weather was perfect for us.
We had to "check-out" of our campsite by noon, so after we had packed all up we went to check out another lake - about an hour from us. So we went there, weren't totally impressed by the area, but did some more fishing. Ben and I both got another one and then we headed back home.
It was a really great family camp-out. On the way home Miles kept telling us not to go home and to go back to the campsite. He told us some "naughty people came by and knocked down our house, so we can't go back." He would tell us this over and over and over. (But don't worry, his toys were okay - they just had "fallen out of the house, but [were] not broken.") I was able to convince him that we would go and check on the house - if it was knocked down we could go back to the campsite. If it wasn't, we'd go inside. We slept quite well that nite. . . in our beds.