Hobble Creek Heaven

If there is anywhere better than Hobble Creek Canyon, I haven't found it yet. We went up there yesterday for a "day camp." Spending the night on Friday just didn't work out, but we got there around 1pm on Saturday ate lunch, relaxed, played around and had dinner, too. We even got rained on a little bit. I could go on, but I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.

Xander literally careened around the campground. It was an adventure keeping him from going right into the creek.

Sam's been into whittling lately, ever since he found his pocketknife somewhere in the depths of his bedroom.

Fin was into jumping. From a log...

and a boulder.

Camary specializes in cuteness:


As does Rusty:


Mom and Dad relaxed (once Xander fell asleep for a bit).

All in all, it was a fun afternoon. But wait. Where's Ryan??? He went to marching band camp. He leaves for NYC bright and early tomorrow morning. He'll probably have the time of his life. We're sending the camera with him, so I hope he'll have some great pictures to post when he comes back.