On Friday after Sandy got away from work, we headed to Bob Lake campground.
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This could be the nicest campground in the whole world.
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And we were the only ones here. Not even any bugs! |
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Arly got a fire going right off.
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Then we had peanuts.
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We even had a lake side table! |
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What a nice evening. |
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On Saturday after breakfast, we got to work clearing the Beaver Lodge trail.
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Arly cut down some dead fall and leaners here. |
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I checked for frogs. We seen the painted turtles here.
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Here's a big one we'll need to come back for.
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Lunch time! MMM it smells good.
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Everyone can smell Zup's polish sausage.
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Young dogs with lots of energy dig for chipmunks. Older mutts were on had to provide tips and tricks. |
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We clear some dead-falls in camp.
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Late in the afternoon, I head some loud birds landing. Ya our swans came back! |
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They came rather close.
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Later, Bubba and Dean stopped by just to see us! |
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Bubba asked me in and I was happy to oblige. |
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Then it was time for fire-roasted steak. |
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By evening, the day's business finally caught up to some of us. |
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