Derek had been planning this fishing trip for at least six months. It is all he talked about. It is all he has thought about. It is all he read about. It is all he dreamed about. It finally arrived and he couldn't have been any happier.
He looked so cute in his waders and boots. Thank goodness that Uncle Mike and Grumpaw were there to teach him how to use his new fly rod.
Carsen was also able to fish a few times. Grupaw and Mike took him on a special evening fishing trip. Carsen loved the special attention and caught some big fish.
This entire trip was planned and envisioned with Grumpaw fishing with his grandsons. Grumpaw loves to fish and so do my boys. I love this special memory they now have and looking back at these pictures I get a little teary-eyed because they mean the world to me. Someday my Dad will be gone, but we will have these photos and our memories.
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