We spent the night at the cabin and after an afternoon of fishing, finally had some luck when the sun started to set and the wind died (duh). Tim helped me reel in a fish, feeling it pull on the line. Then he helped Gramps feed the fish. He didn't want to come home, which is new. He's so much more independent up there than he has been in the past. It's going to be a great summer of cabin visits with him this year and in years to come. If only he'd sleep...
helping mom reel in the fly
casting his toy rod
back home and helping dad braai
tasting the marinade for dad's hallelujah ribs
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