Sunday, July 10th, 1977-in which there is more fishing, then a return trip home

Sunday-Pete woke up around nine and I had to go so we crept quietly out and went down to the bushes that screened the river.  Then we got back into our bags without waking anyone else (quite an accomplishment) and slept again.  We finally all got up about ten.  We had hamburger and eggs mixed together and tomatoes and onions fried together (Pete didn't eat any of that but he liked the hamburger and had a second patty(.  Then Dave took all the children fishing.  Pete got his first fish (a rock fish) and I got a picture of Pete and Sharon standing together with Pete holding the fish way out on a stringer.  Then they put the fish back in the water since it wasn't edible.  Pete and Sharon each caught two fish.  Then, when Dave came back, Sylvia and I put swimsuits on the children (and ours of course) and took them down down to the pool we'd bathed in.  In daylight I noticed a fine stand of poison ivy along the path to the river, but I don't think any of us got into it.  Pete didn't like the pool, it had mud on the bottom and he didn't want to get his feet muddy.  Pete insisted on wearing his long green pants and his long sleeved sweater so he was in no danger of being burned.  We had steak, green beans, and corn for lunch but it was cool enough for Pete to be comfortable.  We struck camp after the dishes were done-fetched more water to drench the camp fire where we'd burned our garbage, loaded the car again, and were off.  Davey slept all the way home, Sharon sat in the infant seat, and Pete slept on my lap.  We unloaded all the gear except what food we had in the cooler (couldn't reach it) and Pete cried because he thought we didn't have any food at home (NOTE-I still do that! =-)-PL).  I cooked him a cube steak in a hurry.  He ate the whole thing and went to bed for his nap.  He said Teddybear was calling, keeping him awake, he had a thought he couldn't get out of his head, and he didn't want to dream about the wreck (that near-accident shook him) but at last we both napped.  Then soup, playing on the lawn, and baths for both of us with lots of soap.  Called Thelma and Betty and told them Pete caught a fish.  We read a Child's Garden of Verses and Little Red Riding Hood and Pete said his prayers and went to sleep.