This didn't deter us! Having visited once before, this time we enjoyed a fun night under canvas with the Singers. The place has a fantastic history and, before the loony lefty liberals and their anti-Chevron environmental craziness took over, it was a Dirty Dancing-style summer getaway for families in the 50's. You'd pack up your car and come here for a month, and ancient trees were regularly chopped down to make way for tennis courts, a dance floor, and a swimming pool.
Nowadays nature is allowed to run its course a little more, but despite the promise of raccoons from the many warning posters (they're apparently smarter than the average bear as they've worked out how to open the food lockers) the fauna of choice was the mosquito. We all came away with the bites to prove it. We also came away with more knowledge, having attended Ranger Dan's survival talk - it's 80% attitude and a Swiss Army knife, he said. I applied his techniques to spending time with the Singer girls, and mostly survived...
I left the MBAs to sort out the tent...
...while I conserved my energy.
Feeding time (for humans and mozzies)!
Sofia does an impression of a chipmunk.
Hannah does an impression of a Hannah.
Elliot can make even the most gentle afternoon stroll look challenging.
Yet to make their mark on history.
What would his dentist say?
Breakfast time, and the children are put to work again.
Elise literally wakes up and smells the coffee.
Elliot leads the morning exercises.
Look who visited overnight! He was very tasty (banana pancakes!)
Not sure what Ranger Dan is thinking, but my 72-hour survival kit includes several Starbucks grande chai lattes and the Internet.