Day out at Stevens Creek Reservoir

This week's Saturday morning was awesome. Karl got up early with the kids, let me sleep, and then made us an awesome breakfast. I was woken up with 15 minutes to take a shower, and then joined them at the table. He had made hash browns, bacon, and pancakes! He didn't forget the OJ or coffee either! It was sooo yummy!!

Even though we had a great start to our day, a few hours after breakfast the youngins were getting restless.  After putting our heads together we decided todays destination would be the Stevens Creek Reservoir!

It was a little foggy, but not too cold. The kids packed up their fishing poles and even the dog was smiling!

Our first stop was at the run off ditch, which of course Karl and the kids were begging me to let them jump down and "play" in. I can be as adventurous as the next person, but when the signs say "Warning: Do not Tresspass" I tend to stay away.

Stop and pose for a picture 5 minutes into our excursion... Cameron looks a litle sarcastic, ya think?

After our brief photo op, the boys got down to business doing what they love most, fishing!

Cameron's line got stuck a few minutes into fishing, either it got snagged and the Kastmaster broke off, or a huge fish tried to take the bait and took the whole Kastmaster off instead... I don't know which is true, but I know which tale Cameron's spouting... Dillon was nice enough to share his poll with Cameron, and after a few more minutes of fishing, we were off to take a walk.

We had so many photo opportunities! It was beautiful there!

Cameron was wonderful and took a picture of Karl and I...

One of my boys together. Suprisingly, neither one would walk out on the tree limb behind them to take a picture... Maybe because I asked?

Karl, Cam, and Jack trekked on ahead a bit...

Jack...

How could I almost forget to put this pic up?!? Dillon kept running up ahead in the beginning and it was stressing Jack out (he tries to keep his 'pack' together) so Karl told Dillon, "Don't run ahead too far Buddy, there are Mountain Lions and Coyotes up here, so stay close." Dillon immediately stopped and came back by us. Then he found the biggest club/stick around and carried it around describing in detail (over and over again by the way) how this was his "Yote stick" and he was going to kill/hurt/hit the "yote" with stick when it came around. He said he wasn't scared... but he never ran up ahead again :)

We had so much fun! We were there for over 3 and a half hours! Both Dillon and Jack slept the whole way home!