Nice job.
You'll never forget -- and the young ones won't either. My oldest daughter still loves to come back to some of those haunts we enjoyed 25 years ago. (And when she leaves for Los Angeles, she always tries to take all the water bottles she can pack, full of Quinn River's icy-cold finest.)
My first grandkids (twins :shocked: ) are 18 days old now. They're just about ready for their first fishing trip with Grandpa, aren't they? :grin: