And we had a wonderful time up at the cabin visiting with our dear friends! Our time together seemed so short but we packed in as much visiting as we could.......
The guys got in some fishing
And Steve was pretty pleased when he came back with this catch
The weather was little chilly in the morning but warmed into a beautiful afternoon. It was one of those days where the temperature was so mild and the breeze so gentle that you could actually sit and relax on the end of the dock without getting all hot and nasty. It was just wonderful to chat and catch up with everyone, especially Babs!
This cabin trip has really become a fond tradition for us. Every year the boys look forward to playing with Joe and Richard, riding the pontoon boat, and paddling out into the lake without a grown-up along for the ride.

And of course the eats are always good...picnic food is the best! And just so Babs wouldn't have to pay $8.00 a pound for rhubarb back home, I brought along some home-made strawberry rhubarb pie for everyone to enjoy!

I can't close this post without saying that there was a little disappointment in the trip. Yep. A crucial element was missing. Sad to say, we did not once, not for a moment, indulge in a round of Polish Poker, or Mexican Train. No El Diablo Blanco. No wicked card cheats to contend with. Nada. Were there just not enough hours in the day? Did someone lose the deck of cards? What happened?
It seems a little suspicious to me. To tell you the truth, I think I have them all on the run. Yep. They were just afraid to lose to me once again. Well, there is always next year............I'll be back!
Charlie is just catching on to how much fun the lake is ,
Steve looks forward to fishing with Mike, Angus and Scott
and I just love feeling like a part of the family for a spell. The humor and laughter around this place can't be beat and I would stay all week if I could!


I can't close this post without saying that there was a little disappointment in the trip. Yep. A crucial element was missing. Sad to say, we did not once, not for a moment, indulge in a round of Polish Poker, or Mexican Train. No El Diablo Blanco. No wicked card cheats to contend with. Nada. Were there just not enough hours in the day? Did someone lose the deck of cards? What happened?
It seems a little suspicious to me. To tell you the truth, I think I have them all on the run. Yep. They were just afraid to lose to me once again. Well, there is always next year............I'll be back!
4 comments:
No games?!? Wassupwiddat? What a blast! Thank you for this post. I was just going through Stirling withdrawals. Does the Mrs. have something she would like to share with everyone?
I really am suspicious of the "no games" thing. I have this paranoid feeling that the cabin turned blue with cigar smoke and poker chips spilled out from every cabinet as soon as our car left the driveway. They're just chicken.
As for the Mrs. having a secret, well, the pickle chips were just another romantic gift from hubby..a vacation souvenir. Ahhh, isn't he so sweet!?
Oh, I just wish you could have stayed longer that night... I would have taken you downtown to Chinatown.
Dark secret: I cannot play poker. I do not know how.
Games at the cabin were also sparse for me this year, with a baby. I could never join, or just missed joining, because I was making sure my baby survived to see another day. It really does require all of my attention to drive my opponents into a fury of mad despair. I bring my A game, or no game.
Great pictures! I miss it already. Kate and I floated on the lake on my last day, when it got warmer. We lost all track of time and floated clear to the other side! I love swimming, even with the snapping turtles and the bass. You just can't keep me dry.
Right. You don't know how to play poker. Grifter.
Yes, these little ones are so busy and even if someone else is watching them, you can never truly take you mind off of them. I find that if I ever go out without the kids, I am a little freaked out because I constantly feel as though I have forgotten something....
One of these years, when the young'uns is growed, we'll have to make a late night of our visit and go out on the town...Chinatown in Wisconsin...it sounds so mysterious!
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