Jason and I used to go exploring. Back before children came into our lives, and we moved to a new place every year or so, we would go out and find the back road to everything. This was also back when gas wasn't $4 a gallon. Yeah, remember those days. Needless to say we haven't done it in quite a while. Until the other day that is. I have mentioned before that we live next door to the Adirondacks. The other day, after over a year residence, we finally went to check them out.
We had the fuzzy one,
the silly one,
my own personal driver man,
and yours truly.
We went to Star lake where there are no stars. We went to Cranberry Lake where there are no cranberries(I realize it's not cranberry season. They don't do cranberries here at all.) We went to Newtons Falls where there are no falls. We had an awful lunch. Sorry, but it was awful. Moldy hot dog roll. Broken cheese soup. Just awful.
I was starting to get disappointed. What was the big deal about these mountains anyway. They don't give you any of the things their names imply.
I was getting mad until we found this.
And this too.
The kids loved it. There is just something about kids and water. They could have watched the river flow all day.
Of course Mark had to do what Mark does when he gets near any water anywhere. Throw rocks into it.
Jason and Anna took a little more sedate approach and just enjoyed the scenery.
It was a fantastic day. And just the one I was looking for when we set out on our little adventure.