Lake Maud 4th o' July

As will be the trend for the rest of our lives, our off time is dictated by Rachel's schedule. She was granted some much needed time off, and even had a three day weekend to boot! We took advantage of this time, and visited Rick, Sue, and clan on Maud for the weekend. It was already going to be a full house with Adam, Cathie, Isaac, and their friends, Andrew, and Lynnsee. Rachel and I took advantage of the closer proximity and headed up that Friday evening after work. We were greeted by Jesse and Ben, as Grace was in the twin cities, and Rick and Sue were picking up Clara from the airport after a couple week stint in Europe. We enjoyed a nice quiet evening before the roof lifted off house when the thundering hoards arrive.


I needed to get out and enjoy the nice quiet lake, and Rachel joined me each morning for an early outing just the two of us. It is always nice having one-on-one time with the Mrs!

During the daylight hours, there was always something going on. We were able to get in on the lake parade, while the kids enjoyed the lake.

I did get this fantastic pic of my uncle carrying back his flag that we toted during the parade.

We spent an evening at Thompson's enjoying some fish Rick and I cooked up that came fresh out of the lake, as well as slow smoked wings, and ribs, followed by some monkeying around enjoying the conversations and company.

Mornings have always suited me better, but Rachel not so much...

 The second morning was much slower, but I did manage a nice largemouth at the dock.

The final afternoon, Rick and I managed to absorb in the wildlife present on the lake. A mallard and her ducklings were feet from us at the dock.

While on the far side of the lake we encountered a two year old loon that let us get plenty close.

There was also a fabled loon chick that Rachel and I discovered on one of our early morning outings, but Rick wanted visual proof and photographic evidence. It may not look like much, but that hump on the loons back is the little chick hitchin' a ride.

While Rick and Sue canoed to the new chick for better pics, I collected my things from the boat and prepared for our trek back to the prairie. I would not leave without finally landing the legendary bass that dwells from under the dock.

 A 4 pounder that frosted an already stellar weekend!

Because Ben was visiting Maud, he was in need of a ride back to Morris, and we were a great solution for all. Rachel and I made sure to send him off knowing he was family. A little ice cream and some stashed cash always goes a long way.

Upon returning home, Mocha went right to her spot and proceeded to pass out, snoring occasionally.


Apparently, vacationing is hard.

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