The Van Leuven's

we rolled in to the family get together about midnight.

on the way there...

 we about hit a car head on.

it was in our lane trying to pass the car in front of it.

we had to swerve to the right to miss it.

then...

we almost hit a deer.

i now understand the phrase,

look like a deer in the headlights.

it just stood there.

 when we got there...

ryan was starving, and diane was telling me about the event holly had.

tumbling down the hill after

kamden.

sheesh.

kamden had nothing but a few little scratches.

holly was left with a giant mess of her knee.

sad.

wish i had it on camera.

it would have been funny to see her feet run away with her.

ryan ate a few hot dogs.

we stayed up for a bit.

i watched them set up our tent.

in the dark.

stayed up a bit longer.

then crashed.

slept really hard, until morning when the stupid 

annoying bird decided to be as loud as they could.

then in the morning, holly, diane and i

went to the little store in the middle of no where.

for some cooking oil,

and worms for the guys to fish with.

the cooking oil was a tiny bottle.

expired.

expensive.
dumb.

george and diane were our chefs.

yum.

breakfast.
pancakes, hash browns, eggs, sausage, juice.

2 birthday kids!
jeff,

and emily,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUYS!


Ryan went out with his buddies to go and catch some fish for a couple hours.

and then we decided we would go out with the ski boat
for a bit.
jeff got on the wake board.
the sky was overcast.
then we went back to camp.
later, a few of us decided we would all go out to find the fishers.
and it took a while.
it was kinda cold.
but we found them.

they caught a lot of fish, especially joe.

and then we started to head back.
but, something happened. and the boat decided to break down.
we were a while away from camp.
ryan, joe, zachary and of course little guin came to the rescue.

and had to pull us back to camp.

they were hitting big waves in the little fishing boat, and going all over the place.

and then it started to storm a little

it was really cold

holly and i bundled up in all the life jackets we could find.

and tried to flag down some boaters with a bigger motor.

but the boys were a little prideful.

so we just tugged a long.

and tugged.

but we made it!

and while we were back at camp there was a big dead catfish we found.

look how big it was next to my foot!

it was stinky.

there was a man with a funny hat.

and i know its a hairy hat, because he took off his hat and there was no hair.

p.s. the text says "sweetest hat ever"

there was lots of fishing to be done,

zachary and his first fish

here are some more pictures of the trip...

loved the view

right before we left,

we packed up everyone's stuff.

that took a while.

ryan and i took the fishing boat around to the dock.

and smelled death.

it was like someone stashed dead bodies under the dock.

it was bad, and every time the breeze would come by it was very strong.

then we loaded up the boat behind the subaru.

well, i actually just watched ryan and george load it.

then we drove back to where our camp was.

our little bug was over by the exit, waiting...

with a story to tell of what happened while we were gone that little while.

diane was so kind to try to drive it to an easy access for ryan and i.

but with VW's you have to push down the stick and then put it in reverse.

the little bug was parked on the edge of a very steep hill.

the same one holly and kamden fell, or should i say rolled down.

and she thought that it was in reverse. it's pretty tricky, it took me a while to get it.

she went to back up, and uh oh, when forward instead over the parking curb,

and luckily not down the hill.

i don't know who all helped lift the car up over to safety,

but THANK YOU!

glad you didn't go tumbling down the hill like holly.

bye!