
The last weekend of April marked 35 or 36 years of the Houser family fishing trip. I've been going since the year after we got married, so that would be 15 years! Every year we take a picture of the kids by the sign (which has changed over the years! I'll see if I can find the old pics and scan.) This year, Jarrett's grandfather came along. At 82, it's surprising that this was the first time he'd ever been fishing!

Karina was interested in the nightcrawlers. But her favorite part of the trip is always playing with Aunt Melissa's puppies, Gizmo and Chloe.


Tristan, like his dad, loves to fish. For him, I think it's the pure luck and competition of catching the biggest fish that keeps him going. We got to take our own boat this year, and Jarrett spent a lot of time and money getting us outfitted just right. (Right down to the stereo and bringing the iPod!)

The weather was pretty darn good, but I only got the camera out here for the last day, and it was windy.

As usual, I was behind the camera. But if there were a picture of me on this trip, it might be of me reading a book from cover to cover, or eating M&Ms and playing games. And yes, I do fish and have the license to prove it! This trip takes a ton of preparation, as we pack our lives into a motorhome for 5 days, but it's always very relaxing and a great family tradition.