Good morning my feral families! Thank you for visiting, I hope you can find a home here. I love the outdoors with my family and want to see more families unafraid to venture into the wilderness so I hope this space will serve as an inspiration to join us. To start things off, let’s introduce ourselves and a favorite outdoor memory you had growing up. My name is Ian and one of my favorite memories was when my grandpa took me to June Lake for a weekend (brace yourself for a long story). I was the only youngin with 4 adults all over 50 (or so it seemed to my 8 year old brain) and I was free. They basically let me do whatever I wanted with little to no supervision and I loved it. One morning after breakfast I grabbed a fishing pole and a tackle box then headed to the lake. There were 3 or 4 other fishermen there chatting away and when I come bebopping in like Huckleberry Finn. These guys didn’t have any fish that I could see and they looked a little puzzled to see an unsupervised kid stroll up ready to cast out. I baited my hook and threw out my line, in 5 minutes I had a bite. Excited, I reeled it in and it was a keeper!! Problem is I didn’t plan beyond putting a hook in the water, so I borrowed one of their empty buckets took the fish to grandpa’s RV. The adults were surprised to see my success and as I went back for round 2, I took my own bucket and a tether. When I got back to the shoreline, the others asked what kind of bait I used. I had no idea there was strategy behind attracting fish, so I showed them my jars of powerbait (play dough with the smell of fish food for those less familiar) and which one I used. For round 2 I changed it up, I mixed 2 baits (what kid doesn’t combine play dough colors?) and cast out again. 5 minutes later my pole was bending while the others on the shore stood in surprise (probably a little frustration too) as I reeled in another keeper! They asked again what I used, I remember saying “now they like the orange one with the green one” and one of the men echoed sarcastically “oh, now it’s orange and green? Not the yellow?” I caught 3 fish that morning before I went back to the RV.