Some of my earliest and fondest memories are of fishing with my Grandma and Grandpa Barendregt on Henry's Lake and at Island Park. So you can just imagine how ecstatic I was to find a husband that enjoyed it more than I did.
Saturday I needed some time, alone, out of the house. So while I hit just about every craft store, had lunch with a friend and stopped a few other places, Greg ventured out with the two boys on the Milwaukee River in hopes of catching something. But just a few pictures and a tumble down the hill were about all that were caught. The dam was opened last week and it's been raining a lot so likely sometime soon we'll have some real fishing stories; for now, just pictures . . .
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What a great hubby! We love Island Park (my family has a cabin at Mack's Inn area)...I guess the Milwaukee River will do for now. :)
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