Like every green blooded Saskatchewanian the Roughrider Flag was flying proudly at the entrance to the ranch.
Ice fishing was a priority the second day we were their; here's Erinn & Cody warming up in the ice shack.
Blair & Tye looking like chipmunks with their cheeks full of Spitz. An earlier generation would of had Copenhagen in there!
Cheyenne waiting for the big one!
Kirby enjoying the day and not too worried about the lack of fish biting.
Uncle Trent got a fire going on the ice and the kids had a royal feast; fish was not on the menu.
By 3:30 Uncle Trent guaranteed a fish on the ice by 4:00 or he was buying pizza for supper.
Kirby was feeling pretty confident that wasn't going to happen 28 minutes later when she put her order in with Uncle Trent for a cheese pizza.
But as promised Uncle Trent, with the help of his good luck charm, brought in a 12 pounder. More than enough to feed 6 hungry kids and 3 tired adults!
Erinn trying to hold up the fish she said she had dreamed about the night before, which played a big part in it getting caught! Maybe she's really the "Fish Fairy"!?!?!!?
The Zimmer kids hanging out by the hole!
Going for a redneck sleigh ride.
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