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| All the pretty girls in campsite #2 |
Home for just a week, rattling around our three story home like a couple a topless tupperware containers in a Lazy Susan, we decided to venture out with our grand daughters (AKA: The Princesses) for an overnighter before we put Frac away for awhile. We drove ten whole miles and twenty-two whole minutes down to a local gem called Riverside State Park. Judy commented that our site- which was right next to the river under a stand of tall white pine, one of which housed a full nest of fledgling osprey-was one of the most beautiful places we've stopped. It's ironic that the site is just a stone's throw from our home. The evening was perfect. The girls brought their sleeping bags, their "possibles", and their school clothes. We hiked, roasted weenies and marshmallows, and snuggled in to watch a Shrek movie (Which was quite good). In the morning, Mimi Judy cooked pancakes and we escorted the girls to school. It was a really fun overnighter. After dropping the girls off, Judy and I went back to the park, which was now bathed in the warm sunshine of a near perfect spring morning. We emptied the trailer of clothes and such, did some post trip cleaning, did the form, and took the trailer to the dealer for a recall (Mostly likely unnecessary) and a few small repairs. After we get the trailer back from its check up, we'll likely not take it out again for a while. We're busy now finding new routines. Judy has been digging, I've done a little work on the boat, and we've whittled out spring "To Do" list down a bit. It seems a little bit strange being home and even stranger not to be within each other's sight, but as usual, life is good, especially today.
Sarah helping put Frac's feet down.
Emily helping, too.
Here we are atop the "pitcher" part of the 'Bowl and Pitcher'.
A view of the "Swinging Bridge", which crosses the Spokane River and leads to a maze of hiking/biking trails.
The princess's dad may remember this view.
The girls taking a water break on our hike.
Art shot of the day: The "Bowl and Pitcher".
There they go across the swinging bridge.
Emily, tending the fire.
The view out our bedroom window. Just beyond this flat spot is the rapids below the swinging bridge.
Where's Sarah?
There she is, tending the fire.
Emily says she loves to watch the patterns of smoke coming off of her stick.
Sarah doing a little drawing.
Weenies roasting!
My beenie-weenie plate. Yum!
Sarah's mouth might be a little too full.
Mellows roasting!
Princesses ready to snuggle in for the night.
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