I am grateful for the time we spend with them, for the grand company, grand food, and grand times we have.
We camped at Goldeye Lake west of Nordegg and tried our hand at fishing.
Bob, below, caught one and made trout with sorrel sauce as an appetizer.
It was good.
There's a hiking trail around the lake. Bob fished while Mike, Sylvia, and I did the trail.
Here's Mike in his natural habitat examining what he determined was a bistort.
The lake is on the edge of the mountains and far enough away from light pollution that we could see the Milky Way. I am grateful for that, too.
