We arrived and got sit up just in time to watch the sun set.
The next morning was rainy but it didn't matter. 
The fish weren't biting and the twins were in the wrestling mode. Hard to believe those long legs belong to an eight year old.
I thought he had the twins under control for a moment.
Then they started plotting together. One keeps him occupied while the other circles around from behind. Sounded like a good plan.
Until the old dog catches on and comes in to help./>
Even with the nasty weather, it was a great weekend./>
