Camping at Wild River with the Boys
>> Monday, January 29, 2018
My wife had to work this past weekend, so much like a few weeks ago when she had to work, the boys and I headed to another State Park. Henry had a half-day of school on Friday, so I picked him up, we came home to finish getting packed up, and hit the road around 1 pm. We drove an hour north to Wild River along the St. Croix River (separating Minnesota from the cheeseheads to our east).
Our traditional start to these trips.
Our home for the next 20 hours: Cabin #3. (I think this was our 5th "camper cabin" stay.)
I spun a 180 from the last photo to get this one: we were overlooking a 70' bluff.
Same photo as above, but with the frozen St. Croix River highlighted in the distance.
Goofing off inside.
After a super cold camping trip last month, this weekend
it was 46 degrees and we were outside in our t-shirts!
Running off to the bathrooms. L-to-R: vault toilets, cabin #1, and cabin #2.
Our cabin (#3) was right next to me as I took this photo.
We unloaded everything but didn't really settle in, and then we hopped back in the car to drive 20 minutes into Taylors Falls because the boys wanted to explore the potholes there in winter. The park wasn't officially open, but we could park in town and hike into the park and explore. (This sounds shady, but it's fine - I checked with the park office at Wild River.)
Under the bridge in Taylors Falls (in MN looking at WI).
Charlie wanted to run out on that big ice chunk. Because he would.
Hiking into Interstate State Park (totally frozen river to the left of Henry).
On a big boulder next to the Interstate parking lot.
Frozen potholes!
FLASHBACK: nearly the same photo as the one above from our first time here last year.
Pretty views.
Goof.
Two goofs on the rocks. That's WI in the background.
Under an archway into a mini valley carved out by rocks and swirling water ages ago.
Fun history at Interstate. If you haven't been here, check it out in summer.
More hiking.
Some attempts at rock climbing.
Henry wanted to re-create a shot from last summer...
... so here's the version from July (seen in this post).
A little covered bridge out of the park on the other side of Hwy 8.
The other end of Interstate: we EASILY WALKED THROUGH this tunnel in July!...
... SEE?!? It had 3' of frozen ice in it this weekend! The boys thought that was cool.
An Instagrammed pic of our adventures so far.
Our homemade fire starters in action that we first tried out last month. It's an "individual"
egg carton section stuffed with shredded paper and then filled with leftover
candle wax. Burns with a big flame PLENTY long to start a nice fire.
Henry was ready for marshmallows.
Our cabin in the dark.
After a hike down to the river's edge just lit by a half-moon and our headlamps.
(Charlie's wearing his like Ironman.)
Hiking back up the 70' bluff and (approx) 170 steps.
The underside of the bunk above me had a pretty picture. :)
Found in the visitor's log for cabin #3. I like Liam and his Dad. Sounds like a great trip.
Storytime selfie. Shoot, I still have a shirt on.
So my 1 minor complaint is that it'd be nice if there was SOME setting
between "60 or colder" and 76 degrees. Otherwise, it was a great night!
7 a.m. potty stop. Running back to cabins 2, 3, and 4.
(Cabin #2 was the only empty one of the 6 for the night we were there - popular place!)
Cabin games.
The sun JUST starting to peak over the hills in the distance.
Henry warming by the fire.
Fire-kissed ham steak!
Breakfast was ham steak, oatmeal, and fruit. I had eggs and my pan along, but decided I didn't want
to deal with that. This is the first out of our last 6 or so trips that I did NOT break out the pan.
Breakfast stories. Charlie's telling us something entertaining here.
The park had 2 main "views:" this...
... and this. Either wooded or prairie.
Ready for a hike to the historic Nevers Dam site.
Running downhill (again, that 70' bluff, but here in a different part of the park).
Straight at the bottom headed out to the river.
Keep up boys! :)
We heard quite the commotion when we got close to to the river: there were 5 groups of
8-15 trumpeter swans really chatting it up! I've never heard anything like that.
The boys wanted to "relax" by the river. This might be nicer to do in 6 months.
They suckered me into pulling them back along the flat section.
Snuck a photo of the quiet walk back.
A rosy-cheeked selfie back in the car.
... "now a funny one" says Henry.
Goodbye cabin #3!
The boys saw these in the park office when we checked out. They wanted to try them...
... Henry thought they were surprisingly OK...
... but Charlie said "dis is disgusting!"
A quiet hour's drive back home: Looney Tunes for Henry, and "Where's Waldo" for Charlie.
(And notice my car is NOT packed full. We've gotten quick and efficient at packing for these trips.)
Another Instagrammed pic of the morning on day #2.
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Back with a training update soon!
2 comments:
Your a great dad.
Miss those times with my boys, 28 and 26 year olds now, still get them out camping once a year but it's not the same as when they were little buggers.
Thanks DrDave. I keep going back and forth regarding planning some camping trips: sometimes I think I should wait until they're older so they remember more, and sometimes (most of the time) I think I need to just live in the moment and go out and have fun with them now. So it's good to hear that I should be doing that. :) Thanks! Enjoy the trips with your boys!
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