For Labor Day this year, we planned a trip with Grampa and Grandma Morrison to go up to Hawley Lake in the White Mountains. We rented a rustic 3 bedroom cabin just yards from the water. It was so nice to get out of the heat! I think the high was in the 70's there, while it was 110 down in Chandler! Huge difference! It rained every afternoon but it wasn't the kind of rain you get in the valley. The clouds would roll in with lots of thunder and lightning...but no dust! It would down pour for like 20 minutes and then the clouds would move on out, the sun would shine again and the water would soak into the ground. No humidity, just cool, crisp air. I really love it up there and the kids loved it too!
My boys are finally at the age where they can do more outdoor things independently and they are really enjoying it. This weekend Connor caught his first trout, with his tiny SpongeBob fishing pole. He also found a caterpillar in front of the cabin. They spent hours on the rocks catching crawdads with their poles, baited with night crawlers and cheese. They both went out on the their first fishing boat with mommy, daddy and grampa....we made lots of memories up at the cabin. I'm so happy my kids were able to experience the outdoors.
Thanks to Grandma, Taylor has become quite the little outdoors girl too! While we were out on the boat, Grandma stayed behind and took Taylor on a hike where they picked wildflowers. She saw chipmunks, a heard of cattle roaming free and was able to just enjoy being outside in the dirt.
While down at the lake in front of the cabin, one of the boys handed Taylor a LIVE worm. Yes, that's right, a worm. I sort of freaked a little. I love to fish but I don't touch worms, I don't want my princess touching them either! Taylor calmly held it in her hand and Grandma explained to me that she's already held a worm earlier that day....she "gulp" likes worms. Eww! That will change when she's older, I'm sure!
The boat was.....interesting, but lots of fun. We aren't experienced boat fishermen, to say the least. Once we got off the dock and started going (at a whole 1 mile per hour), we found our spot and Bryan asked me to drop the anchor. I picked up the giant, rusted coffee can that was filled with cement. It probably weight 20 pounds or so. I dropped it in the water and watched the rope go with it. Didn't think anything of it. So we fished for another 30 minutes or so and then decided to go somewhere else. Bry told me to pull the anchor back in. I looked around for the place this fancy anchor was attachted to......didn't see it in the boat. Uh, oh! We all had a good laugh because lame-O Sara threw the anchor in and it wasn't attached....so we thought. Okay, so we decided to go further into the lake. Bryan was having a hard time steering and the boat was going like 1/2 a mile per hour (if that's even possible). In the mean time, Drew's line got snagged on something, Connor wanted to go back to the cabin and we weren't catching any fish. As we were going, the tiny lake waves were pushing us toward the shore. We heard a clunk clunk clunk. The rocks were deep enough were it wasn't the massive engine that was scraping them....it was the anchor. It was attached on the outside....duh! We all had a good laugh again....at my expense. So I started pulling in the rope when Drew's snagged line and hook sliced my hand. It got snagged on the anchor! My injury was very minor and again, we all had a good laugh. So after the anchor was back in the boat, it felt like we were flying at 1 mile per hour to the other side of the lake, where we docked at the shore and let the boys out to go back up to the cabin with grandma. The guys and I went back out onto the lake where I caught the ONLY fish of the day out of the boat....GO ME! We had lots of fun that day! I hope to make Hawley Lake a Labor Day tradition! Here are some pictures of our adventures!
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