On Monday we drove to Cooper Lake on the Kenai Peninsula and camped out there for a night on our way to Homer. Like right when we got there our beloved father dragged Zander and I out"bear hunting". So pretty much what we did was walk half way around the lake swatting at mosquitoes and trying to be quiet and look for bear tracks and things. It was hard to be quiet because Zander was dramatically narrating our "strenuous and life threatening journey stalking monstrous grizzlies". He never ran out of material because we had to cross mud and gross swamps and go through bushes and over rocks and stuff. And he could always go back to the "evil bloodsucking insects" (mosquitoes). All we found was a pile of moose crap and a few tracks. Anyway, we went for about 45 mins until dad just gave up and turned around. When we got back to camp we found out that Kayley had caught her first fish and named him Fred. She walked her fish on a string attached to the hook that was stuck up its throat (!!!) up and down the shoreline in the shallow water. Fred was a really sparkly and rainbowy rainbow trout and he was surprisingly big (maybe like a foot and a half long). 
Unfortunately, we had fried Fred for dinner.... :( He was yummy! We also had really good chicken soup for dinner. We eat well when we are camping :) The next morning was awesome because we had M&M pancakes for breakfast!!!!!!! :)
Toodles~~Mia<3
Mia--great post! You've got a wonderful sense of humor and write very nicely. Keep it up. We back here in the dull "lover 48" have a notion that your year should be turned into a film and the film will need a screen writer. Very glamorous job! love, love bippy
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