There is a tradition in my family that started back with my Grandpa Fuddy and his sons going to Yellowstone every year. That tradition continued with sons-in-laws (my Dad), and grandsons once they were 8 years old. My Dad and brother Tyler have continued that tradition with my brothers and his brothers-in-law as well. This was the first year in a long time that my Dad's health kept him from backpacking in, so he and my Mom provided the transportation across the lake and then stayed in a cabin.
Backpacking, camping, fishing, and staying away from bears are pretty much the activities of choice
There is always the annual fishing competition with the trash talk starting long before the trip. My little brother Alex took top dog this year.
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