Feeding the Fish / Mosquitoes

This post marks the beginning of our 16-day 4000-kilometer odyssey that covered four US states, three family reunions, two incidents of carsickness and one blown tire.

The first leg of our southward journey took us to a cabin in Island Park, Idaho. Katie threw up at the Granum turn-off, about 1.5 hours into our trip. The remaining 8.5 hours were puke-free all the way to Island Park. After scarfing down some pizza, we went down the creek to Big Spring to feed the fish. At first we could hardly see the fish through the thick swarms of mosquitoes, so I didn't get much of a photo before we quickly retreated to the cars.



I asked the kids to show me how big the fish had been that we saw under then bridge. For the record, the largest estimate is probably the correct one. Perhaps Alli misunderstood the question and is demonstrating the size of the largest mosquito that she saw.



Although the cabin had 6 bedrooms, the kids opted to sleep in the upstairs storage room, which had no windows and a sloped ceiling. Fortunately, the only things being stored in the room were beds, so it was a reasonable request.





The following morning, Grandpa took all the kids out for a walk around the neighbourhood to let the parents try to reassemble the wagon train.