I'm in a show, Brock and Matt are in baseball all weekends, and then there is all the other life stuff! It's hard to get away. But with the observation of Juneteenth, we have ourselves a camping holiday. Up to Michigan to disc, look at stars, make fire and not sleep. Along the way we visit Holland! Michigan. The Dutch Village. Another Dutch Village post, yes. Here we go.
Not as easy as it looks.
Great job.
Help! It smells like foot in here!!
You might remember how wet we got grandpa Omaha the last time we took to the seas on the Black Tulip.
The water was just as wet as we remembered. Whew!
These were hard to move. The Dutch seem to view fun as uncomfortable and difficult. So positive! Turns out I've been having more fun than I thought all these years.
Last time we were here all the stroopwaffles were infected with COVID. Now that the caramel has been boosted for the second time, we are safe to proceed.
Enough silliness! Time to go to one of our all time favorite discing scenes, Flip City!
This basket has become our annual growth chart. Look at those giant children!
Memori-ale. Ha Ha ha! Cheers!
Awesome new statue on the course. If we don't make it to the woods soon, it might even be a fountain!
In case you haven't hung out with Alice in the past 6 months...she's silly.
Brock crushes a drive.
Alice doesn't want us to see what she's writing.
But now she's pretty proud of herself. (she wrote "Alice")
Ha ha ha. Look at Matt's utt.
"Now that the caterpillar is in my control, I will destroy the world".
"With the help of my trusty and annoying side kick".
We went swimming. The water felt great then Alice (and myself I suppose) got a little wigged out when we found all the bug skins cresting in vast waves.
Nope. Alice is not having it.
Matt and I play "500". Matt scores a 450 below with a very wiggly and oblong ball.
Alice shows me her crackers that that she has made into underwear. They look crusty, just like ours after 2 days of no running water.
Those black caterpillars featured magically above were EVERYWHERE. The kids made houses and hunted for new residents.
Taking a hike along the bluffs.
Our site had many racoons. The first night we forgot to put the cooler away, and not 30 seconds after getting into the tent, they were in the cooler, gnawing on cheese and spinach. The last night we were more secure with the cooler, but the racoons were bolder. As we sat by the fire after the kids were in bed, a raccoon snuck up and stole the bag of chips we were eating. Matt took off into the woods after it, tracking the loud noise of the bag of chips in a fruitless attempt at retrieval, and only came away with this picture of the offending racoon mocking his inability to climb trees.
The next day we get back to civilization. While Matt trades at a Grand Rapids coffee shop, the kids and I hit the Fredrik Meijer Sculpture Park and Garden. Awesomeness!
Almost as comfortable as last night's sleep.
They make a potion. Its magic power was dispersing complaining and whining to all within 3 feet of the powerful vapors.
This was one of Alice's favorite's "Aria". Also known as "the big orange one".
Alice could relate to this one, we've been working on reading with her on all of her non-camp days. Today both kids told me they wanted more camp. See? Reading really does set us (me) free.
I wonder when all my blog posts will just be the same trips we do each year and nothing else. Maybe I should save all the pics from the past 10 years and then just do a decade dedication to our Flip City disc golf trips. Na. Till next year!
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