Let's start with the kid update: I don't really have anything. Reagan did give me a thumbs up when I asked for her to move my packaged off the front porch. Graham wrote a very short reply when I asked him and Anderson if they needed airpods. I have not heard from Campbell, Keaton, or Whitman today. I did get a picture from Keaton from a leader who said that she had scrubbed a kitchen for a very long time with the best attitude. Also, usually by now I have gotten a proof of life update from Whitman by now,
I'm glad that they are busy and having fun so I guess I will let it slide today. In their defense, they have all sent me multiple pictures throughout the week. Tomorrow is everyone's fun day-Whitman and Keaton go to a water park, Campbell goes to the Cincinnati Zoo, and the boys were not thrilled at all about going to the San Diego Zoo. I tried to remind them that it is the premiere zoo in the nation, but they just reminded me that they had been there already.
Robby and I left around 11 this morning to head to Historic Washington State Park. It was about a 30 minute drive. We walked through the visitor's center, and then we saw that there was a horse and buggy ride about the park. Robby paid for it just as the horse and buggy pulled around the corner.
It was really a neat ride. The driver told us just enough information while we went around the streets of Historic Washington. (It was Old Washington State Park when we were growing up.) The most impressive thing was a huge old magnolia tree. Other than that, there wasn't a whole lot happening at the park today. (It is no Greenfield Village-oh, but it could be. And possibly it is Greenfield Village-ish during some of their special events.)
We decided to complete our visit we should eat at the tavern. Robby and I split chicken tenders which were very good. We also had green beans (fine) and mashed potatoes (not edible-Robby tried, but there wasn't enough salt and pepper to help. I'm not sure what happened because it isn't too hard to mess up mashed potatoes, but I don't really think that they were potatoes.
The horse and buggy man told us that the earthquake cake was very good-indeed it was. However, we didn't know that earthquake cake has coconut which Robby doesn't like. So I ate the bottom of the cake with the coconut, and he ate the top with no coconut. (Like the nursery rhyme-Jack Spratt would eat no fat, his wife would eat no lean, and between them both they licked the plate clean.)
We stopped at Walmart in Hope on the way home because right before we left, Robby leaned over in the kitchen area and asked, "what's that noise?" I listened, but he quickly figured out that it sounded like water. He went outside to see that a plastic cap from the water heater had split. It was no worries since he carries spares (of everything). He had to fix that a little bit before we left, but he needed some special tape to put around the cap which is what we picked up at Walmart.
Back at the camper, we stayed in the house until it was cool. Then we decided to walk the 1.5 mile trail. Bentley wishes that we would have left her at home, and Robby wishes that he would have sprayed bug spray all over his body-especially his head where the bugs were swarming.
It was fairly maintained trail-until it wasn't. It was at least well marked and followed the water on the other side of the camper. We were moving through the trail because who wants to be lost in the wilderness in the dark. Robby did see an alligator, but when he said something he slithered back in the water. I thought he had seen a bear so I was relieved that it was just an alligator that I missed seeing.
Since we have learned our lesson about trails and Bentley, she received her beauty treatment when we made it back. We both had brushes and brushed the mess out of her. Under out picnic table, it looks like we have sheared a sheep. I tried to check her the best I could so hopefully there are no ticks on her. Robby jumped in the shower as soon as we walked back in the door from brushing Bentley, and I'm next.
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