the kickapoo river is a 126-mile-long twisty turny tributary of the wisconsin river and gets its name from an algonquian word meaning “one who goes here, then there”. rolling down the river the low and slow river is one of the many highlights of the driftless region. because the region didn’t get razed flat by the advancing glaciers then dumped with drift they receded the river offers some spectacular views.
and it’s all the more fun when you roll down the river when family are visiting.
between intentionally goofing around and actually accidentally running into each there was a lot of contact on the river. i’m surprised one of them didn’t dump it. nope, that honor went to their mothers 🙂
it was absolutely gorgeous day. sunny, light breeze, warm but not hot and no bugs!
the ancient geography throws off a serious Enchanted Land where Faeries might Play vibe.
this here is what is known locally as river beer. i think not so much because it tastes like a river but because if you take a spill it’s not the end of the world if you lose a few in the river. but we don’t do that, leave no beer behind is my motto.
on the ride back from the landing in a packed bus of merry ( and tipsy ) river goers, odin notices the sign on the bus has the same number for the half a dozen services on emergency services sign. he thinks someone was trying to make an joke that he doesn’t get. i tell him there was a day when 911 didn’t exist and you had to call a different number for all the different services and the numbers were different from town to town. he gave me the man-the-olden-days-were-crazy look.
vacation is over and so are the epic minecraft sessions 🙂
evelyn, on the right, and odin originally had the same due date. i still remember the day she was born ( scroll down ). odin was already 99 days old and had his first post nicu pediatric check-up on that day.
odin is doing the best purposeful “goofy smile” he can muster.
now that i’m getting right with the galaxie and it’s all operational and street legal, odin got his very first chance to ride in the car after 9 years with his cousins when i took them to see percy jackson and the sea monsters.
— Eric C. Snowdeal III (@snowdeal) August 16, 2013
he’s been patiently waiting for this day for about 9 years. he’s been asking since not long after taking this picture of him in the front seat when he wasn’t even a year old.
well, that someday was today.
we took the backroads to the theater. they all loved every minute of it and unanimously proclaimed it “the best car in the world!” 🙂
and, wow, do you ever get a lot of “thumbs up” and smiles from folks while driving down the road in a ’65 ford with kids hanging their heads out the window.
“poppi, people sure like the galaxie.”
time for a good ol’ fashioned new england clam bake! well, not really a clam bake in the stricktest sense since, we gathered in a backyard and not on a beach, but the celebration was certainly in the spirit of a traditional clam bake with lots of family enjoying lots of seafood and stories on a fine new england summer day.
no clam bake is complete without lobsters fresh from the bay!
and, mmmmm, clams steamed to perfection.
no, despite my best attempts, odin is not at all interested in playing with the crustaceans. in fact, he claims to like seafood at all!
adventures in family portraiture. so happy odin’s great grandmother could attend the clam bake and i could get a picture with her, odin and her newest great-grandchild, zachary.
odin and his great grandmother, affectionately known as gigi.
it’s been far too long since i’ve had the chance to get a picture of them together.
i came *this close* to getting a photo "for the ages" with zachary and gigi but zachary had other plans 🙂
25% silliness, indeed.
mmmm. even more perfectly steamed clams.
i just imagine why more folks don’t enjoy a fresh clam dipped in melted butter.
lobsters, steamed to perfection.
i actually prefer clams to lobster, but i’m certainly not going to turn down the tasty crustacean.
odin’s, uh, wants to make sure we know the lobsters are trying to escape.
i don’t know if it makes any difference, but i’m told placing the lobsters "head down" is the most humane method of steaming.
a couple of odin’s cute cousins are kind enough to stop racing about a nanosecond and pose for a photo. thanks!
nope, i’m not going to pass up an opportunity to get another photo of gigi and zachary.
who is this kid who looks far too old to be my baby boy?!
yup, again with gigi and zachary.
fun with toddler portraiture. the ol’ eat-the-fist pose.
zachary strikes a serious, thoughtful pose in the arms of his mother.
teh cuteness! zachary and his mother.
1/10 of a second before "disaster" strikes.
if you look closely you’ll see the kite strings have become entangled and evelyn’s kite is just about to crash to the ground.
her crashing kite startled odin – who couldn’t see what was going on because he was looking the other day – and he let go his kite.
the 20 m.p.h. wind gusts quickly propelled the kite out off the beach and across the parking lot; one of odin’s cousins took chase and tripped over evie’s kite suffering a very minor injury.
and, of course, both odin and evie were temporarily mortified at the prospect of kite flying being brought to such a sudden end.
poppi, mamma and an aunt were able to use their superhero powers to retrieve the kite, unravel the kite string and get things flying in very short order.