Our Adventure Walk

Eva just fell in the creek.
 

I love days off and playing hooky with the ninos. 
This morning we wished Papa a happy Veterans' Day, and then we looked outside.


Gorgeous, sunny, sixty-degree, winter-fall day.
I remembered the place I took a gira last week with my students.  We were off.

Dylan was ready first for his adventure walk.  He was all excited because I told him he could walk in the creek, if he wore his boots. 



Surprisingly, there were no battles with Eva over her attire either.  A good start to the day.




Daddy was coming too.  We were concerned, because yesterday he fell off the ladder from the roof.  Seriously.
But the doctor cleared him.  I believe something about being "lucky as hell."

We name all our parks, but this one in particular, is not necessarily near anyone we know.  So I told Dyleva about the cranky old man that loved to paint, and didn't care much for children. (Charles Burchfield).  So we named it the "Cranky Old Man Park."


We explored the creek first.  Jeff couldn't get the word 'slippery' out fast enough and Eva was down in the water.  She was upset, but it was warm out and she was laughing about it by the time we left. 

Our coolest exploration is difficult to describe.  After we crossed the creek, we found an area of the park that looks like it was created for 4 wheelers.  There were about 40 "baby cliffs, hills, mountains." 

They were mostly made out of solid dirt and of course Dyleva loved scaling them.  Some were very high!  A little scary for Mommy.  I am just soooo thankful not to have discovered this area of the park with 15 first-graders last week.

We walked, explored, had a picnic, and played.
Aside from muddy, wet, and a few slivers, we returned in good shape.















It was a beautiful day to play hooky.