My uncle is a man of many talents. I have learned many things from him. I learned how to ride a bike, how to drive and many other things from him.
He always took me and my brother on an outing. Once, during summer he took us deep into the depth Sierra Nevada. That vacation was one of my best vacations. I always hated the fact that my brother and my uncle were better and more fisherman than I was resulting in that they would catch the bigger and most beautiful fish and each came home with twice the fish I had caught.
This is how it all began. It was the last day of our school and I came rushing home. The next day we packed are bags, grabbed our fishing poles, loaded the camper and were on are way. Our drive lasted for four very long hours before we got to the Post pile campground. We hitched are camp and made ourselves right at home knowing we would be there for a while. We couldn't ask for better w