A few key moments that I will remember:
Paul pulling out the hide-a-bed and hearing/seeing a small black handgun fall out. It was a BB gun - looked and felt legit.
From Ryan, "What's my friends name again?"
There was an adorable 7 year old girl there. A family friend named Morin. We were in Tokeland about 48 hours. It took Ryan about 36 of those hours to remember her name. Funny part is, that he kept asking us that question. "What's my friends name again?"
Kite surfer screw up. The second day we were there, it was very windy
and rainy. Some guy decided to go kite surfing in the water behind the
condo's we were staying in. He gets the kite up, tried to get situated
and we hear a "vaaaawwwoooommp" the wind sucked the kite into the
nearest tree. Gotta give the guy credit. He spent the next few hours,
climbing this tree, crawling out on limbs (making us all cringe as we
watched him, hoping no limb would snap under him) and got his now ripped
kite down. He must have had a spare, because he was out again, after
the kite rescue with another kite and this time was successful.
Otherwise: fantastic food. Great people, fun place. All in all a great time.
Some of my favorite pictures, from my favorite photographer. You know who you are : )
The kids: Kathryn, Morin, Ryan, Cullen and another Katherine
