Fishing Lake

Emil managed to wangle the promise of a boat ride out of my cousin Oscar, and after some back-and-forthing we finally got a time organized and met at the lake last night.

Of course Emil had to be in the co-pilot's seat.
He enjoyed every moment of that long, speedy ride around the lake. I wasn't quick enough to get a picture of him with his arms raised over his head to feel the wind -- that would've been a good one.
He kept requesting that Oscar drive faster.

There was a glowing sunset and by the time we got back to the dock in front of Barb and Oscar's cabin the light had pretty much gone.

Previous entries mentioning Oscar:
Jan. 5, 2011
Jan. 6, 2011
Feb. 11, 2012