2016 upper mi and black hills sd
Scott went for a mountain bike ride while we got in some extra snuggle and glow stick dance party time. After a breakfast of pancakes we headed back to the beach.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
The forecast had promised sunny, humid, and eighties. When the rain started coming down hard at 3am and didn’t stop, I knew our plans to whitewater raft on the Wolf were going to have to be delayed. We woke to mid-sixties and fog. Between the wind blowing the rain off the leaves and a few sprinkles we decided a quick breakfast of cereal would be beneficial. Scott and I went for a quick brainstorming walk while the kids played on their tablets in the car.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
Scott went for a 43 mile bike ride early in the morning.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
Scott started the day with an hour and a half bike ride to Cedarburg and back. After a breakfast of eggs and bacon we headed to the beach. Cody patiently waited for us to get our things together for the beach by doing one of his favorite past times: playing in the dirt.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
The beach was incredibly calm for a Friday morning, but then it was in the sixties. The playground had an added bonus of being right next to a pavilion with free wi-fi. Always a bonus when we have no service.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
We officially left on our 2016 Summer Trip at 2:15. The trip starting mileage in our new-to-us van was 119,517 miles.
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2016 upper mi and black hills sd
The kids have no idea who the Three Stooges are, but sleeping in between the two rollers and trying to dodge their random super swift limb extensions made me feel like I was reenacting the Three Stooges. Being wide awake turned out to be a blessing because the heat lightning started looking more like a fourth of July fireworks finale and the wind began to pick up. Then the wind sounded suspiciously like approaching rain. Cody karate kicked Scott and I took the opportunity to ask him if he heard the rain. No sooner had Scott sleepily finished saying it was just wind then drops began to fall into the tent. I have put the fly on in the dark quite a few times and Scott many more times than I, but it has been a while and we fumbled in our sleepy state trying to find the right direction. Last night I asked before I retreated from the mosquito swarm into the tent if we needed the fly. Scott said not worry as the forecast showed only a 5am sprinkle. The 5am sprinkle not only came early, but down poured into four and a half hours. The storm meant water was going to seep into the tent, but on the upside the sticky humidity was replaced with a cool cleansing summer storm. Listening to summer storms in the tent is one of my favorite parts about camping.
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2015 southeastern us
2015 southeastern us
Clean feet! This little guy’s feet are not often clean when we are out and about camping. I took a picture of Cody sleeping because he had his feet on his mat and his head on my pillow. As often as I gently put him back onto his mat he put his little head right back onto my mat. We both started the day a little exhausted. During breakfast Cody said, “Teton is probably a werewolf right now. Oww! Oww!” Teton howls when she misses us. Thankfully Scott’s mom hangs out at our house now and then to keep Teton company.
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2015 southeastern us
This morning we had critters all over the van. A cicada decided our van tire was a great spot to lost his shell. A fuzzy caterpillar decided he liked our cooler. Something else like our cooler in the middle of the night because I heard its little claws clatter against the metal holding the cooler. The kids and I headed off to find water for breakfast.
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