Man's Best Friend (The Dog or the Fishing Pole?)

Man's Best Friend  (The Dog or the Fishing Pole?)
The perfect way to spend a day, fishing the South Platte with my loyal friend Tailer. We both feel like we are a part of nature for a while.

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This blog is both an attempt to journal all of our fishing, hiking, and camping adventures as well as a way of sharing them with people who we know or people who might be interested in the same type of trip. We are just amateur outdoorsmen and fly fishermen but we love to be in the mountains and need a better way of keeping track of the small details of our trips in order to learn from past experiences and mistakes. We appreciate that you have come this far and are looking at the home page. If you are still interested, please have a look around!

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Kayaks and Cachings

My son Ryver asked if he could sleep in the camper with his Pepere (french for grandpa) last Wednesday.  They had originally planned to sleep in the driveway but Ryver had it in his mind that he would go fishing and see deer and elk on his trip.  I called his pep to let him know what kind of trip he had in mind and by Friday night, there was a 2 day camping trip planned.  We did some kayaking at a familiar location, Skaguay reservoir and stayed at the cabin near cripple creek once again.  This was a very different kind of trip than last weekend though.  This was a family trip for sure and the dogs really enjoyed themselves!  Ryver is quite the kayak rider and I have to admit that I am a very proud father when I see him fishing!  He sticks with it and wants to go again soon. 








Ryver picking flowers for his Meme!











Melody is trying so hard to catch up with her mommy and Ryver!










Tonya, Ryver and Melody hit the lake!









Bodie is leading the boat.  Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!



















Don't they look peaceful?








Sampson didn't really like the water that much.












Pepere with his grandson and his dog.












Simon enjoying the water.







Look we match!











That's my fam!










3 fishing fools!






















A guy after my own heart. (with tear in eye)





















Bob, Bodie and Ryver wait as I fish 1 last hole before we go back to the lake. 



Mommy and her boy!





































Ryver enjoyed playing ball with Melody.
























Why does this kayak feel like it's about 25-30 pounds heavier than when we took it down Bob?










Ryver pretends to sleep.  He's not very convincing!







An old gold mine near Cripple Creek.










The city of Cripple Creek.










Silly Jaxin!














First Geo Caching experience!

We had been talking about trying Geo Caching for a long time but never really took the time to do.  On Saturday, we finally made the time.  for those of you who don't know what that is, you must try it!  There are things hidden all around us, in cities, and in remote places that other geo-cachers have hidden for people to find.  to geo-cache you must get on the internet and search for a cache in your area of choice.  You will be given latitude and longitude coordinates to the exact location of the cache.  you plug them into a GPS and go until you locate what is hidden.  Our first cache was located on a hillside outside of Cripple Creek that overlooked the city.  It was an old ammunition canister and inside it was a log book to sign.  It had been hidden there since the week before the 9/11 attacks.  The people who had last found the cache previous to us were visiting from Iowa!  The cache also contained many small trinkets left by past finders.  The note inside said to take something and leave something.  We left a punch card for Smudge Dog Wash out of Bob's wallet.  All we took was a pee!  We are now hooked on Geo Caching and we found 2 more while we were up there.  Within 4 miles of the Cabin, there are 67 caches hidden.  For more information about GEO CACHING or coordinates to your first cahce, check out this website.  http://www.geocaching.com/


 



Leaving the parking lot on our first geo-caching adventure.








Bob and I getting ready to find the cache.










Somebody left their old slinky on the hill.  Probably from the old gold rush days.












Tonya on the hike up.











This is how we found the box.











Tonya looks like a kid at Christmas in this picture!












Reading the old journal entries.





Re-hiding the cache. 













the 3 of us, no longer geo caching virgins!












My lovely wife and I.











First Geo caching find!











The old rusted bus near the cache.







Several feet down the hill we found the hood of the bus.

3 comments:

  1. Too cool. I know Denise, Dave and their fam do this. I've always wanted to try it. You've inspired me! It's wild to think there's stuff hidden all around us.

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  2. There is, everywhere! You have to check it out! I'm glad you are inspired! That was one of my goals with this blog.

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  3. Just a word of advice - always wear jeans and tennis shoes or boots, no matter what the terrain is... OUCH. Climbing up a mountain full of cactus' in flip flops - NOT a good idea!

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