Im going to that place with my parents for a week very soon. I was wondering if people who have visited it before/know a lot about it can tell me some cool places around it. Mostly VERY CLOSE as im a teenager and will be walking on foot.

My MAIN concern is if you can FISH anywhere near/ at the resort? i know there is a lake a few blocks down , Lake Dillon i was wondering if u can fish there?

We are going for a day fishing trip what all should we pack oh it’s me and my parents and yonger sibings

This summer, i left Pennsylvania to go to wyoming to work as a waitress in a seasonal job at a resort outside of Yellowstone. While i was there, I fell in love with a fly fishing guide who worked at a nearby ranch, and i fell in love with my co workers (they became like my family) and the mountains. When i left i literally cried the whole way home. Now I have to return to school (i’m enrolled in a four year University) and i’m dreading the thought of it. Especially since the man i met out west has recently called my parents to ask their permission to marry me. I would rather be anywhere right now than going back to school, and doing the whole cookie cutter college thing like everyone else. I want to go back out west and follow my fisherman where ever he goes and just work at the lodges that he works at. I know the smart thing is to be in school, but i do not want to be unhappy there, but i would like to have an education someday. what should i do? i’m so confused and would love advice.

1 week vacation (give or take a day).
Easy flight from eastern USA.
Early December 2008.
Parents and 4 year old.
TROPICAL, WARM AND SUNNY.
Deep-sea fishing for a day.
Under 0 per night lodging.
Oceanfront.
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Specific recommendations would be nice – places you’ve stayed… Thanks.

I was looking for cheap fishing charters in the tarpon Springs area in Florida. Not looking for sport fishing, just someone to take my parents out on any kind of boat. Where can i find a business who does this for less than 100 dollars a person?

Im a keen fisherman myself and i like to watch programs on SKY to get the latest tips on fishing, I usually watch the discovery real time channel.

My parents are getting rid of SKY and getting BT Vision w/ Gold Package and i didnt know whether you get the channel so i can improve my skills a bit.

my parents want me to go to college. but i would rather be a fishing guide in Alaska (for the record I live in Alaska already). I have the fishing skills part down, i just need to know the rest of it. are there any college courses or any kind of schools that could help me in becoming a fishing guide? any information was would be extremely helpful. thank you for anything you can give me.

Did anyone else hear about the ruling the judge made in New Zealand against parents naming their children odd names?

The name that caused him to make this ruling was a 9-year-old named "Talulah Does The Hula From Hawaii". Other names that were changed were "Sex Fruit", "Keenan Got Lucy" and "Fish and Chips".

When I first heard about this ruling about a judge changing odd names, I thought it was invasive on basic human rights, until I heard what the names were.

What are your thoughts?
**EDIT** The parents were going through a divorce and a judge was looking through the papers and saw the girls name listed. That’s how he got involved.

New Zealand law does not allow names that would cause offense to a reasonable person, among other conditions.

Registration officials blocked some names, including Fish and Chips, Yeah Detroit, Keenan Got Lucy and Sex Fruit. But others were allowed, including Number 16 Bus Shelter "and tragically, Violence,".

Judge Rob Murfitt made the 9-year-old girl a ward of the court so that her name could be changed from Talula Does The Hula From Hawaii.

"The court is profoundly concerned about the very poor judgment which this child’s parents have shown in choosing this name," he wrote. "It makes a fool of the child and sets her up with a social disability and handicap, unnecessarily."

The girl had been so embarrassed at the name that she had never told her closest friends what it was. She told people to call her "K" instead.

Should US judges have the same right?

After seeing some of the proposed names on this site, I’m beginning to think so.

My depression right now grew to the point that the only word that could best describe me is suicidal. Take one good look at me now and you’ll see that I am not kidding. I’m a physical wreck. My hair has gone unwashed, my face and cheeks have deep traces of tears, and don’t even get me started on my arms. They have scratch marks on them… My mom and dad separated about a couple of years ago. I live with my dad (and so does my younger brother), because my mom left the country to find work. That’s pretty much one way separated people cope here in the Philippines. They leave the country. But that doesn’t mean I don’t keep pining for my mother. I wish I could be with her because that way, I can keep a thousand-mile distance from my dad whom I hate so much. Make that despise. I mean, what kind of a father would someone make when he so readily picks his other woman over his two children? It’s not like we’ve been such pains at all. My brother and I do so well in school, we’re constant honor students, we never get into major troubles (even if I’m a troublemaker in nature), and he was never even called in the principal’s office. We’re good kids and our loyalty was always with him and mom and I never had to pick between the two of them. The reason why my parents separated was because of this other woman named Arnie. What hurts more is that she’s a terrible ’substitute’ for my dad because she’s a prostitute. I would not have really minded an office secretary, or even a fish vendor. They have honorable jobs but she doesn’t. She sells her body and breaks marriages and families. And now, she’s coming between me and my dad. Last week, my dad told me that he would be off for a short trip in Bacolod. That’s only a few hundred miles from the city where we live. Of course I know what the devil he was planning to do there. Fulfill his sexual fantasies which is quite appalling for someone his age. I just didn’t know that he would bring back Arnie, and let her stay in this house with us-again. I hate it When I found out this morning that the animal was snoozing her butt in the other room, I cried and cried and told my dad how much I didn’t like the idea. He told me that I had to understand his decisions and things were not supposed to always go my way. But this is out of control. This is not about me. This is about my brother and our family and the sanctity and balance that I’ve tried to keep in the house even if mom’s not here anymore. He also added that this was about his happiness and did I not want him to be happy? Is happiness supposed to be defined with a happy ever after with a prostitute? I can’t believe that my brother and I, constant honor students, could have a dick for a father. I suppose it would be okay to have a stepparent because this is the 21st century. And not all stepmothers and stepfathers are supposed to be as cruel as the ones in fairy tales. But this is Arnie we’re talking about. She devastated my mother when she sent her a message (thinking that it would be funny) to announce her fake pregnancy. Just to shake things up a little bit in their rocky marriage. Well she succeeded. Mom and dad separated and are indifferent about one another. Dad’s final grave words to me? That if I ever do something to Arnie during her stupid vacation here, he himself would leave us. Well good riddance. It’s not like I don’t have anywhere to go to. I can always go stay with my maternal grandparents who by the way, are very good people. I sneak out there sometimes because dad forbids it. He hates everyone related to my mom. Which probably includes his children now. Besides, ketsup-ing Arnie’s sandals and throwing it in the neighborhood trash can for the worms and flies (exactly what I did the last time she came here) was so worth it. But that doesn’t mean I’m not sad anymore. I still am. Moping around in the corners. And talking with people on the phone-my mom, my aunt, my friends-and pretending that everything is alright. Everything is swell. When it’s obviously not.

THANKS FOR HELPING