A Little Trip
If the mind starts to go, could the body be far behind?
The four of us and Charlie journeyed to PA this past weekend. Friday night we visited with the Lamberts and the Flickingers for some burgers, dogs and remember whens. The thing I did not remember was to bring along a memory card for my camera, thus no pictures. Even so, we had a great time catching up with our old friends and their young children.
On Saturday morning, we took the short drive to St. Peter's Village. I recalled many an adventure I had as a youth jumping on the big rocks across the creek. What I did not recall was how much more slippery these rocks are when wet. Ella was attempting to cross between a rock and another hard place when she started to slip. Trying to save her, I slipped too. We both got wet, but for me, that was not all. As I smashed my knee into a very hard rock, I realized my Super Hero days might be behind me.
Before this learning experience, we took some shots:
The adventure continued with a visit to Great Mom's, and a stop at Zern's. At the former, the power went out for about 30 minutes, and at the latter we learned you can no longer buy boxes of purple Swedish fish. Saturday night we left the kids and the dog with Oma and Opa and saw Knocked Up then had a fairly decent dinner at Ludwigs Inn & Oyster Bar.
All in all it was a pretty good trip
2 comments:
Who would've thought that purple Swedish fish would become the beluga caviar of confectionery.
What camera took those pictures then?
On Saturday I borrowed a compact flash card from Dad, so I was able to use my KM 5D. Luckilly I had put the camera back into the backpack a few minutes before my misadventure, so at least the it was not damaged.
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