In my never-ending desire for spring to make an appearance, I find myself looking through my old pictures that were taken at the cabin and lakes in the surrounding area. I would venture to guess that this obsession has a lot to do with the snow that keeps falling. Now, I always appreciate the beauty of winter but, let’s face it, there is such a thing as too much. I am ready for spring and all of the wonderful things that come with it.
While looking over some of these pictures, I am reminded of not only the beauty of nature, but of what once was. In today’s world, whenever I go to the cabin, it is usually alone. Although I love to look back to the days when my sons, and then my grandsons were younger and enjoyed going to the cabin. It is not so much that they don’t have fond memories of it, but it is more the reality that children grow into adults and become their own individuals. All four of my grandsons still enjoy the outdoors in some form or another. I would have to say that they all like to fish and hunt, some more than others, which is a good thing. I like to think that I had a hand in getting them started with fishing and enjoying nature and the outdoors.
When we first bought the land up north, we had plans to build a cabin. The first order of business was to clear the land for a driveway and a place to park our camper. Once that was accomplished, we set out to clear an area to erect a cabin. It was a lot of work and we started with my son, Brian, his chain saw, and his two oldest sons, Trevor and Taylor, who with Grandpa, cleared the wood after Brian had cut the tree down. After he (Brian) had trimmed the branches off the fallen tree, and it had been cut into logs, Trevor would drag them out of the way the with the 4-wheeler. His brother, Taylor, along with Grandpa, would clear away the branches and stack the logs. The kids loved doing this kind of work and when we were ready to build, my son Brad and his son, Dylan, joined us. We all looked forward to the day that we would be sleeping in the cabin.
My sons have always enjoyed fishing and hunting, and their children have followed suit. My son, Brad, has two daughters who like to go fishing with him, and I know that makes him feel good, as it should.
I like to drive around the lakes of this area. I do this quite often, and, once the water is ice-free, I will get that kid-like feeling once again. It makes me feel good whenever I see a family doing a little shore fishing together. I have seen many times where a kid has caught a fish and he or she will yell at the parent to look at what I caught. When parents or grandparents take the time to spend a couple of hours fishing with their kids, it goes a long way toward getting them interested in nature and the outdoors, which helps carry on our outdoors heritage. Fishing is something that a person can enjoy for their whole life.
As a grandparent, I am always proud of my grandkids and, for the grandsons, for the adults that they have become. It seems like they have grown up in the blink of an eye.
Until next time: I am looking forward to the open water fishing season where I will, hopefully, catch a few early spring crappies.
Please show your support for the troops that are serving our country today. These servicemen and women are making that sacrifice, so that we may have the many freedoms that we enjoy today.In my never-ending desire for spring to make an appearance, I find myself looking through my old pictures that were taken at the cabin and lakes in the surrounding area. I would venture to guess that this obsession has a lot to do with the snow that keeps falling. Now, I always appreciate the beauty of winter but, let’s face it, there is such a thing as too much. I am ready for spring and all of the wonderful things that come with it.
While looking over some of these pictures, I am reminded of not only the beauty of nature, but of what once was. In today’s world, whenever I go to the cabin, it is usually alone. Although I love to look back to the days when my sons, and then my grandsons were younger and enjoyed going to the cabin. It is not so much that they don’t have fond memories of it, but it is more the reality that children grow into adults and become their own individuals. All four of my grandsons still enjoy the outdoors in some form or another. I would have to say that they all like to fish and hunt, some more than others, which is a good thing. I like to think that I had a hand in getting them started with fishing and enjoying nature and the outdoors.
When we first bought the land up north, we had plans to build a cabin. The first order of business was to clear the land for a driveway and a place to park our camper. Once that was accomplished, we set out to clear an area to erect a cabin. It was a lot of work and we started with my son, Brian, his chain saw, and his two oldest sons, Trevor and Taylor, who with Grandpa, cleared the wood after Brian had cut the tree down. After he (Brian) had trimmed the branches off the fallen tree, and it had been cut into logs, Trevor would drag them out of the way the with the 4-wheeler. His brother, Taylor, along with Grandpa, would clear away the branches and stack the logs. The kids loved doing this kind of work and when we were ready to build, my son Brad and his son, Dylan, joined us. We all looked forward to the day that we would be sleeping in the cabin.
My sons have always enjoyed fishing and hunting, and their children have followed suit. My son, Brad, has two daughters who like to go fishing with him, and I know that makes him feel good, as it should.
I like to drive around the lakes of this area. I do this quite often, and, once the water is ice-free, I will get that kid-like feeling once again. It makes me feel good whenever I see a family doing a little shore fishing together. I have seen many times where a kid has caught a fish and he or she will yell at the parent to look at what I caught. When parents or grandparents take the time to spend a couple of hours fishing with their kids, it goes a long way toward getting them interested in nature and the outdoors, which helps carry on our outdoors heritage. Fishing is something that a person can enjoy for their whole life.
As a grandparent, I am always proud of my grandkids and, for the grandsons, for the adults that they have become. It seems like they have grown up in the blink of an eye.
Until next time: I am looking forward to the open water fishing season where I will, hopefully, catch a few early spring crappies.
Please show your support for the troops that are serving our country today. These servicemen and women are making that sacrifice, so that we may have the many freedoms that we enjoy today.