Natty Pat's

Anyone who knows me... I mean truly knows me... also knows Natalie. Natalie Munns. A true golden friend. Nat's got a lot to offer this world and trust me she is more than happy to give! Once upon a December her and I were going to open our own store. "Natty Pats." It was going to be a clothing store- but when I picture it in my head now it's an icecream shop! Uh oh! Natalie knows how to live life. It's really admirable. I envy her passion. Anyway she taught me how to make my blog look "cooler." How to break away from the blogspot templates. Questions? Comments? I'll give you her 800 number.

For all you regulars our there, don't be surprised if the face of http://www.kenandpatty.blogspot.com/ changes once or twice over the course of the next week. I am going to be experimenting. And, Nat? I dedicate this first layout to you! Cheers, darling!

Fishing is the COOLEST! You don't even KNOW!

Last Thursday my dad took me and Jules fishing. We went to Rigby Lake. What a night. We fished until dark! The lake is stocked so we figured we'd hardly be able to cast our lines in without a bite. Not so. The first hour and 40 minutes we caught nothing. The last 20 minutes, 4 fish were reeled in! Dad had to perfect and then teach "the technique." Which is: You throw your line out there and don't let it sink to quite to the bottom. Just let it rest 2 or 3 seconds then start reeling her in nice and even. Every 4 or 5 seconds give your line a little jerk and keep reeling. The trout will bite after the jerk every time. SERIOUSLY! Every time. I caught a trout that was about a foot long! My longest catch to date. I had a lot of fun with my dad and my sister and look forward to this being a more frequent event. I'm "hooked!" Hehehe!

...and the Livings easy

Summer wouldn't be complete without a camping trip with all the bells and whistles. And the Foster's provided just that. (Gosh we love those Fosters!) After work Ken and I hopped in the Trailblazer and headed for Swan Valley where we were going to camp with Jeff and Jenna. The spot was unbelievable! It was like a 5-star camping spot. It had it all. Seclusion. Scenery. Killer fishing spots. (We'll get to that.) And... AND (!!!) Jeff and Jenna had it all set up when we got there. The even put up a tent for us in the Lover's Cove. For dinner we had "Hobo Dinners." Also known as tinfoil dinners. But theses were unlike any other dinner over a fire I have ever had. It was so flavorful! I give credit to the chef and to the bacon. I felt like a true pioneer. That night we stayed up and swapped stories around the campfire like cowboys on the ranch. When bedtime came around I realized I forgot the foam mattress. (That didn't go over well.) The night was... long. I just kept thinking a bear was going to come and attack us. Even though Jeff brought his gun and said, "All you gotta do is say, 'J. G!' That means Jeff. Gun!" and he'd take care of it. I'm still a bit of a city slicker I guess. In the morning we got out our fishing poles and headed down the creek. It wasn't long before I caught the first fish of the day! Then my second! Then Ken caught one. And I finished the day with one more catch. Take a good hard look at the pictures if you want to see those beauties though. They kind of blend in with the leaves. It was so fun. I've been dreaming about camping every night since. And I am proud to say I am now a licensed Idaho fisherman. Feel free to call for a guided tour.