We had a great campsite--this cliff was just a few feet from where we set up our tent, and the boys spent quite a bit of time climbing.
Bubby climbed, too, because he has to do everything the brothers do. Which meant that mom and dad did a lot of climbing, too, although honestly, I'm not quite sure what I could have done if he'd actually fallen, other than cushioning his fall when he knocked us both off.
On Saturday, we climbed "our" cliff, then the one behind it, and came to a path, which led us to this fallen tree. More climbing. And there was yet a third cliff to climb behind that. When I took this picture, I was hoping that Sawblock would get out of the shot, but his height adds perspective, which is good, yes?
After walking over a swinging bridge and admiring the river for a while, we set off to find a serial geocache in the park.
Here's Bubby, consulting the map before we set out (is this seriously not just the cutest thing you've seen all week?).
Just for the record, I saw this birdhouse when we first arrived in the area, considered, and immediately discarded it as a geocache location, thinking the park people wouldn't want us to disturb the birdies. Those sneaky park people! It was a fake birdhouse!
The next cache was on the back of this trail map sign, cleverly disguised as the back of a trail map sign.
We found the last cache. We then sat on a bench and watched some other poor fools try to find it :) Good times!
Funny story: there had been a note posted for geocachers telling us not to go down a certain way, because although we could get to the next cache that way, we would have to bushwhack to get to it. So, we dutifully turned around, and went the other, non-bushwhack-y way. However, on the way back, we didn't want to backtrack, so we went up the way they told us not to go down.
MC was carrying a stick at this point, and every time he saw some shrubbery, he would hit it with the stick. After a while, Sawblock noticed this strange behavior and politely inquired about it, to which MC replied, "I'm bushwhacking." Um, MC, you don't have to actually whack the bushes unless they're in your path.
That's so like him, though: he's a very literal kid. Gotta be careful what you say around him.
Don't tell him I told you, 'cause he'll just give you that look he has, trust me.
OK, so there's more (we're not even through Saturday yet), but I thought 10 pics was enough for one post, so you'll just have to wait for the rest...
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