My parents loved to fish from the time I can remember and some of the best memories came from fishing trips.
After I had kids the folks wanted to go cat fishing at Prineville Reservoir. They had a overhead camper so we loaded it on the pickup and off we went. We fished most of the day and when it got dark we built a fire. The best cat fishing is after dark. My folks were going to sleep in the camper and my family was sleeping outside to watch the stars.
Mom decided she was tired and was going to bed so off up the slope she went. She said she would just throw our sleeping bags out for us. Pretty soon here came a sleeping bag rolling down the slope, and then another one. We saw another one come rolling down the slope and all of a sudden it giggled! Mom had lost her balance and instead of throwing the sleeping bag out the door she threw herself out the door. Thank goodness for sandy slopes with no rocks.
By then she was awake and we continued our fishing trip.
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