After getting corn planted and Trek, there was a small break of time that Brent designated as our time for a camp trip. Never mind that it was freezing cold. We set out for the Sawtooths and headed over to Alturas lake (so we could take the kayaks.)
We found a great spot next to the lake. (And who are these kids playing checkers, they didn't learn that from me-guaranteed.)
Ruby was just learning to ride her bike without training wheels. A minor mishap and she was back on her way.
Judging by Delsie's nap, I was wishing I had a stroller my size.
Launch time!
These pictures still make me cold. It was a pretty windy day. We piled 3 to a kayak and set out for the end of the lake.
We unloaded lunch and had a picnic.
The bridge was the main attraction, or maybe it was the troll . . .
Loaded up with all the girls so the boys could try their hand at sailing.
What boy doesn't love to cut wood and make fire? Hudson was in heaven. Except I think he wished the saw had a motor.
The kids love to play with the sink, even if they're bundled up in jackets.
We took a drive over to Red Fish and I reminisced about the Nelson Reunion that used to happen there.
Making the best of the long drive.
Nearing the end and they were getting silly.
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