Ice Fishing (2.16.09)

My last full day in Colorado was so much fun. Don't I look fabulous in giraffe print slippers?



Goofing around with Dad.





Mom and Dad discovered they could have saved money on my plane ticket when it was too late.





We headed to the nearby lake to do some ice fishing. Grandpa digging the first hole.



I decided to give the men a hand.



Cool.



Grandpa scooping out the ice.



I was anxious to get fishing.



Grandpa showing me the fishing pole stand.



I prefer to do the hard work of actually holding the pole.



Look how thick the ice was.





A rare moment of all of us actually looking at the camera.



Me scooping out the ice.



The catch of the day! Grandma said she'd use this on the chicken fish we were going to have for dinner that night.



Me and Grandma sharing a moment.



There's a lot of waiting involved in fishing.









All bundled up.







When we got back to Grandma's house, I scoped out a target,



aimed, and fired!



The target...(notice the snowball)



Lining up the ammo.



Grandpa's truck really took a beating.