Saturday morning we headed over to a ranch. Some people rode horses, and others swam at the pond. The craziest story of the day is Grandma got thrown off a horse TWICE and lived to tell the tale. The same horse bit the ranch worker and made her cry. Eh - I'm not really sure that horse should be used for rides. Grandma Stuetz was covered head to foot in mud, but it's probably the mud that saved her from bodily harm.
We went back to the cabin. It's right on the Snake River, so we had our own dock. We spent the afternoon out on the river. This is my favorite picture of my dad. He wanted to watch the grandkids, but he got sizzled the day before, so he covered completely up.
BB absolutely loved the paddleboat. He spent hours in it. His passengers would change, but kept on paddling.
We eventually convinced him to try a kayak. All the kiddos tried it and loved it.
We had to drag everyone out for dinner. They would have stayed in forever.
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