On Friday, my father took the train down from Seattle to go fishing with Gabs and me. Saturday morning, we drove the drift boat to Sisters and fished a private lake stocked with Rainbows. We camped waterside, woke up, and fished some more. Everyone caught at least one. Some weighed in at around 8 pounds and jumped out of the water. I also managed to catch my dad twice (sorry dad). All around a good fishing trip: good food, excellent fishing, loved ones, and warm sunny days to boot.