This weekend Charlee invited me on a camping trip across the channel along with Mike and Carrie (Carrie is our new 5th grade teacher and Mike is her fiance). Bo and Ursula, Charlee’s brother and sister-in-law, motored us across the wavy waters to a small island on the other side along with little Mikel, age 4 ( I think) supervising the journey. We stayed at Charlee’s families fish camp where she grew up spending her entire summer months pulling in fish nets and enjoying the midnight sun.
Below we have Mike and Carrie on our journey out to camp. The second picture is Charlee, our instigator for this camping trip, lounging in the sand.
On Saturday I woke up early–the light was just starting to poke through strands of clouds–and went for a walk around the island. As I neared my return to camp, Bronco (Carrie and Mike’s dog) greated me and I could see Mike and Carrie sitting out with their backs to me in front of the cabin. I sneakily and stealthily tiptoed through the tall grass that led up to them taking a few pictures along the way. Bronco lept ahead of me and I thought for sure my cover would be ruined. With lightening speed I ducked down into the grass to not be seen and to hopefully capture the perfect picture of the two of them. I crept forward a few feet more for a clearer shot, only to realize that the figures I had been hiding so stratigically from were in fact some old, rusted metal tanks. You have to admit, they are a pretty convincing couple.
Oh no! It seems I am running out of memory room for pictures? I’ll get to the bottom of this! More to come: pictures from playing out with kids and looking at puppies, also, Charlee’s Aaroe.