More feet soaking. Only this one took place in the northeastern Iowa.

Hubby and I spent the night sleeping underneath a thunder-stormy sky in a tent that held up well.

Our camp was in a perfect isolated location. It was heavenly.

After setting camp, my hubby and I walked a long time to find a perfect fishing spot. I just loved crossing the stream.

It was pretty hot so I got to cool myself down with the cold creek water.

We walked a lot on this trip. But the scenery was so worth it.

My hubby, the fisherman, in his gear.

We saw some "wildlife" along the way. There was a beaver dragging a stick in his mouth to build his dam, presumably.

There was also a snake that I took a picture of, but didn't want to include because it freaks me out every time I look at it. But the duck (down below) was a charmer.

Hubby didn't manage to catch much (yay for the fishies), but we had a good time, anyway.

And of course, at the end of the day, there was fire and smore-making.

It was a nice little getaway.