Ulog #4 Camping Trip Part 2

As we travelled more into the woods, the trees got thicker and the path got smaller till we were no longer able to follow it.

I stopped to see if there was another path to take, perhaps through a bit of trees but nothing. This was the perfect opportunity for Piper (our rottie mix puppy) to snatch Frankie's stuffy right from her arms and take off with it down the hill and plop herself down on the ground waiting for us at the other end.

Ok so the image is blurry, I apologize for that but you can still see.

We had to chase her a bit and with the help of Moe (our shaggy old man) she dropped it. She is a good girl really. Just likes to tease Frankie.

See, safe and sound :)

We headed back, through the trees, back to the ruins and through the tall forest of ferns.

And then all of a sudden, something strong and brown and green got a hold of Frankie. She stumbled on to the ground. The exhaustion from walking the trails and the fear of the forest held her back, keeping her too weak to be able to get back up. She yelled to me "MAMA!", I looked back. Seeing panic in her water filled eyes as she called for me again, reaching out for me to grab her. I ran to her only a few feet away from me, I grabbed her hand and wrapped my other arm around her waist to pick her up. I took a few steps back, holding her tightly in my arms, to see what caused her fall.

Oh Frankie, how many times must I remind you to lift your feet when walking in the bush. It was just a branch.

When we got back, Danny got the other 2 kids set up for fishing. Hoping to catch something for supper, Emma had already put her line in the water and was patiently waiting, looking at the bobber.

As soon as you know it, she yelled out "I got a fish! I got a fish!" before Aaden got his line in the water. The fight was real. She pulled to the right, she pulled to the left, she pulled back one side to the next and reeled it in like a pro. Emma has caught her very first fish at 5 years old.

She caught an itty bitty baby perch. Not big enough to keep.

Time went by, the sun was settling down and I got to relax, watching father and son casting their lines, talking about fish, spending wonderful time together.

Piper was getting a bit excited there :p

Emma and Frankie were enjoying a juice box in the screen tent. As I turned to see how Frankie was doing, she wasn't moving. I approached her to make sure she was ok. Sure enough, she was snuggled up tight, dozing away into sleepy land on the chair.

I move away, turn again and there was the next little one that dozed off on the ground.

Thus starts the beginning of our first night of camping.