Sunday morning we packed up camp and started for home. We made one last stop with Grandma and Grandpa to fish at Hat Creek.
Grandpa helping Andrew.
Grandma and Adam.
By the end of the trip Mike was Adam's new buddy. He would always call "Myyyy" to find him.
Two brothers watching the creek go by. We stayed for a few hours but unfortunately no one caught any fish.
Adam and his pal Cody or "Coh" as Adam would say.
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