Ice fishing at Lake Newell was awful. Ahh well, might as well play a quick 9... )
Playing in the mud with Mommy, seeing an occasional frog or 2 while Daddy fishes for Sturgeon.
Arrived at Cavan Lake at around 11:00am. This picture was taken at around 4:30pm. To our surprise, this is what the lake looked like when we were leaving. You can see our fishing tent in the back left corner of the picture.