"Father's Day"

Well, we headed up to Utah Friday for what we thought was going to be a long two and a half days of fishing. We got in late, fired up the ToyHauler and checked out the property...

We got our licenses in St. George Friday night and was up and fishing at the crack of dawn Saturday... Sandi insisted we go to Panguitch lake (SP) where it was cold, windy and rainy. We tried several spots and gave up without a bite.

After a scenic drive through Zion and Brian Head, we went back and took a nap. After a few hours we decided to eat and go to Navajo lake to fish. We had a one day license and we stopped at KFC on hamburger row in Cedar City where it proceeded to pour rain. Refusing to give up I headed up the canyon to Navajo Lake in a down pour hoping it would clear up upon arrival. When we finally got there it cleared long enough for me to cast five times before the down pour continued. I wanted to stay and wait it out but Taylor kept poking her head out of the SUV and saying; "Daddy we need to Leave". This happened twice. We planned to stay Sunday and miss church where Taylor was scheduled to sing with her primary class. Sometimes we need to listen to the little one's cause the spirit leads them.

We decided to pack it in and go home Saturday night, and like magic everything cleared up just as we got back to the property...

Sandi had made up her mind that we were going home, so we did.

Sunday at church, Taylor et. al. went before the congregation and sang two songs... They they blew the dad's a big kiss. Dad's got a big Hersey chocolate bar for father's day.

As usual I left after the first meeting and went home to get the afternoon Father's day festivities started. We had BBQ ribs with all the trimmings. I was hoping I would beat my -7 on the WII golf game but it wasn't to be. I got two wonderful cards from Taylor, one she made and one she bought. She has her own money and is responsible these days.

All in all it was a trip down memory lane driving back from Utah... Little things, places and songs reminded me of happy times back in the early 80's and my college days... Traveling to Vegas with someone special. Good memory's.

Not a bad Father's Day... The one thing I vowed to be the best at of all!