It was 09/11 today and the small town of Polson brought a fire truck out to hang a HUGE American flag to remind us. Barb and I realized neither of us had a flag in our rig so we found one at the local grocery store and took it back to help us remember the day.
Barb and I had a good time wandering around Polson--saw some of the 14 painters who signed in for an official painting day in Polson. We talked with four of them--one is showing us her watercolor.
Gary and Norm finally got their chance to go fishing with a guide. They both caught fish. Here you can see Norm hauling in his first fish.
Gary caught a huge one just inside the legal limit.
So we enjoyed a tasty trout dinner (we don't know why the local Mackinaw trout is pink, but it sure tasted good!
As we sat outside enjoying this wonderful dinner our view became even better with the sun beginning to go down. Life is good.
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