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day trips with us
Jun. 9th, 2012 11:14 pmIt was a good day for a day trip. We went to Mt. Rainier park. The drive down wasn't bad though I was a little concerned that the mountain wasn't out that day. Senor Onion liked it when we were in rural areas. "Look it's the country." He likes wide open fields and forests it seems. He has declared that he is keen on moving to the country because the air is fresh and clean and he can run around in the fields. I am beginning to wonder if he has a side gig working for some agricultural council.
We got out and walked along a trail around Longmire. We ended up seeing a fox walking along the side of a road. It looked hungry and probably would have eaten a fucking taco if given half a chance. Even at the bottom of the park/mountain it was pretty cold but Senor Onion warmed up by racing ahead and giving a running commentary about what he was finding and how it reminded him of stuff in Minecraft. (his current obsession) It did blow Senor Onion's mind to see the fox in the wild like that and so close. Between that and the deer we saw on the drive down, he is a huge fan of nature in action.
We drove up up up the switch-backing hills and saw snow and mist. The snow became more present the higher we climbed. We saw all kinds of gorgeous alpine-related stuff. We were listening to music and Simon & Garfunkel's "America" came on. Damn yeah. Listening to that and looking at all of this intense beauty was overwhelming. Oh the snow it was thick and deep. We saw another hungry looking fox who was practically posing for pictures with the tourists. That fox looked like he would sell his sister for some food. He probably would try and sell you drugs too.
We made it to a visitor's center which was fairly entertaining. Had a bite to eat, it was disappointing. It had a touch of airplane food about it. Mr. Jenner remarked, "What is it about high altitudes that makes food so blah?" He has a point. Miss Biscuit held up fairly well under the circumstances. She liked seeing animals and mostly wanted to be held by me. (I obliged) We picked out a couple of postcards. Senor Onion insisted upon one with a deer. DEER.
There was a brief snowball fight. Miss Biscuit and Senor Onion's idea of a snowball fight is to throw snow at their Father. He is a patient target. People quickly noticed that it was cold as a witch's tit outside (what with the fucking snow all piled up and that we are on a mountain) We couldn't see Rainier but we saw plenty of other things. There were the Christine Falls and there were crests and glaciers. Nothing to sneeze at. We made our way down to Elbe to look at the old trains and knew it was time to go home. I did the driving. It seemed like a drive that would never end. Am I becoming English? People napped. Children always look a bit like drunks when they are sleeping in cars. Heads all wonky and a bit of drool.
Finally we made it home for a late cup of tea, a simple dinner, and bedtimes for all the grumpy children in the world. Or at least at Chez Anglo-America.
Tomorrow I might bake a cake. Or think about Turkish food. I realized that is what I have been craving as of late. Let's do something about that?
We got out and walked along a trail around Longmire. We ended up seeing a fox walking along the side of a road. It looked hungry and probably would have eaten a fucking taco if given half a chance. Even at the bottom of the park/mountain it was pretty cold but Senor Onion warmed up by racing ahead and giving a running commentary about what he was finding and how it reminded him of stuff in Minecraft. (his current obsession) It did blow Senor Onion's mind to see the fox in the wild like that and so close. Between that and the deer we saw on the drive down, he is a huge fan of nature in action.
We drove up up up the switch-backing hills and saw snow and mist. The snow became more present the higher we climbed. We saw all kinds of gorgeous alpine-related stuff. We were listening to music and Simon & Garfunkel's "America" came on. Damn yeah. Listening to that and looking at all of this intense beauty was overwhelming. Oh the snow it was thick and deep. We saw another hungry looking fox who was practically posing for pictures with the tourists. That fox looked like he would sell his sister for some food. He probably would try and sell you drugs too.
We made it to a visitor's center which was fairly entertaining. Had a bite to eat, it was disappointing. It had a touch of airplane food about it. Mr. Jenner remarked, "What is it about high altitudes that makes food so blah?" He has a point. Miss Biscuit held up fairly well under the circumstances. She liked seeing animals and mostly wanted to be held by me. (I obliged) We picked out a couple of postcards. Senor Onion insisted upon one with a deer. DEER.
There was a brief snowball fight. Miss Biscuit and Senor Onion's idea of a snowball fight is to throw snow at their Father. He is a patient target. People quickly noticed that it was cold as a witch's tit outside (what with the fucking snow all piled up and that we are on a mountain) We couldn't see Rainier but we saw plenty of other things. There were the Christine Falls and there were crests and glaciers. Nothing to sneeze at. We made our way down to Elbe to look at the old trains and knew it was time to go home. I did the driving. It seemed like a drive that would never end. Am I becoming English? People napped. Children always look a bit like drunks when they are sleeping in cars. Heads all wonky and a bit of drool.
Finally we made it home for a late cup of tea, a simple dinner, and bedtimes for all the grumpy children in the world. Or at least at Chez Anglo-America.
Tomorrow I might bake a cake. Or think about Turkish food. I realized that is what I have been craving as of late. Let's do something about that?
