This really isn't the best picture. I was trying to get close to snap a good one, but they took off up the road.
The next morning, we drove to Joe's Valley to do some fishing. That is one of my favorite places to go. It's so big and such a pretty lake. It's also very quiet and hardly anyone is ever there. The fishing pretty much sucked though. I caught a fish on my 3rd cast...and then that was it. No one else caught a single thing.
Joe's Valley
Nick, Jarron, Ryan (L to R)
I did manage to catch some wild turkeys.
My nephews Nick and Ryan, and their cousin Jarron were bummed about not catching anything.
We decided to head over to Potter's Pond to see if we would have any luck there. Ryan and Manny both had an albino on twice, but managed to get off. Again, no one was having any luck, so after a while we decided to head back home, and my brother in-law and his kids went back to their campsight. Hopefully they had more luck later that that night or the next day. Although we only caught one fish, I still had fun fishing and camping. 
Manny out on Potter's Pond. He was telling Ryan to get up and get his pole because he had a bite. He was so sad the fish got off.



