August is kind of a weird month. Instead of the usual activities,
its time to get caught up with trips to doctors, dentists, getting ready for
our last show of the year, and trying to find some time to go fishing. Luckily,
we managed to get lots of these things done.
One of the hardest things to do when traveling is to find a
good dentist and doctor. Renita and I have finally solved that problem as we
have found a great local doctor, (new to this area), and a dentist in Idaho
Falls. We have also found a specialist that will help Renita with her diabetes.
In the last blog I
showed a few images of the collection we purchased and so I have spent a total
of five days, identifying and organizing, thousands of fossils along with a better
method of bins to store our rock slabs. The slabs are slices of rocks that are
the first step in making a cabochon that we finish into jewelry.
Now I can easily find what I am looking for and not have to
waste time and effort moving box after box, all of which are heavy. It also
makes putting things away easier as I can just toss the unused slabs into the
proper bin.
Our friends returned from Colorado and it didn’t take much
to convince George to go fishing. The next morning, we headed to one of our
favorite streams. We leap frogged the holes, always fishing upstream and caught
and released twenty-four snake river cut throats.
It was no surprise that I was out fished by George as he
caught sixteen of the fish while I caught eight. Many of the fish were small
but still I managed to catch a nice fourteen-inch fish. Tomorrow we hope to
fish another stream, maybe getting the float pontoons out, or maybe just
running up the Greys.
Regardless it will be a fun day where ever we go. Both
streams we may fish, have heavy fishing pressure and they are streams where
quite a few of the native fish are harvested. We release all the cuts, but I do
sometimes keep mountain whitefish, (whitefish are a good eating and delicate white
meat, that lends itself to any of your favorite fish recipes and most people
throw them back, so the limit is twenty-five fish). Clear skies
This post sounds like what we have been doing except for the rocks.
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