Anybody remember that old movie? I guess I'm really dating myself here. It's an oldie, but a goodie. Total good, clean pre-PC Disney. Kurt Russell as a child star.....but I digress. Photo-heavy posts coming up over the next few days. I did warn you about that, didn't I?
We packed a picnic lunch and took a wander while the kids were here, and we were at the cabin. Because I'm not a great photographer, it's hard for me to capture just what I want to convey about the beautiful surroundings in which we found ourselves. This is actually one of my favorite hikes near the cabin. We brought the girls camp gals up here for their cereal hike last summer. It worked just as well for a picnic lunch. The day was cool and a little breezy and overcast. I looked out across this meadow and there were flowers, trees, the sky. It just made me happy.
You saw the picture yesterday of Gwen's bouquet of wildflowers. Here's another view.
And a different perspective of Caroline's. I liked that the flowers were in focus and her face was blurred out a little. Just a different look.
My husband is a bit of a Pied Piper when it comes to being in the woods with the grandkids. He managed to keep everyone on the trail pretty much, with only one casualty. Roger's feet got ahead of the rest of him on a downhill part and he turfed it.
The littlest of the littles got to ride.
We walked a little ways and then had lunch, which the grandkids thought was pretty exciting.
Emmett wandered around after Ollie for a bit. He, James and Caroline were all over Ollie-dog during the week and my very patient and long-suffering pooch was as good as gold.
Eric thought he might take a little snooze after lunch. He was mistaken.
When we started back down the trail, we had to take a little detour to look at a stream. And then some of us had to "fro rocks!"
...into this water.
Speaking of water, there are several spots in the trail that have water in them during warm weather. I think it just runs down from springs on the hillside.
Some of us do not own uber-mega mountain man boots that keep our feet dry no matter what we step in. Some of us don't climb mountains in far off places chasing critters, so we only have city girl-turned country wife hiking boots that work pretty well.
Roger just had tennis shoes, so my husband would heft him over the wet spots. This picture cracked me up because there's Roger getting his ride, while pointing out the water to my husband.
Last picture of this adventure was a group shot of almost all the kiddos.
The backdrop is the root end of an up-ended tree that has been featured in family reunion pictures as well as girl's camp shots. (Family reunion shot from a couple of years ago.) It does the job.