Return to Logan

I wanted to show Megan what the town of Logan looked like, so we drove about 90 minutes from my parents' house to visit Cache Valley. It's much the same as it was nearly 10 years ago (when I graduated from Utah State), but a number of new retail chains and housing developments have expanded its borders somewhat.

While driving around, Aaron spotted this park in River Heights, and kindly asked if we could stop and play--so we did. It proved a well-needed break after another long ride in the van. We drove around different neighborhoods to give Meg a sense of the town, and finished the day eating oh-so-creamy and tasty Aggie Ice Cream. Aaron got two scoops of strawberry, and Edward got one scoop of cherry-chocolate--both of which proved to be way too much for them to handle.

On the way home we got caught in the middle of another desert storm; this one brought rain and oh so much lightning.

That night my dad took Aaron and I fishing on the lake. We first borrowed a canoe (free to residents of Daybreak) and tried out luck in the middle of the lake--no dice. We had to bring the boat back after just a few minutes due to closing time, but we continued our efforts from the shoreline. We all took turns trying to catch the big one, but only Aaron succeeded--and five times, although each was too small to keep. Aaron claimed to be bored for part of the time, but he was awfully excited as he reeled each fish in from the lake.

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