Heading Home

On Wednesday morning we packed up and got ready to head out.  Before we left, everyone wanted to take one last quick look at the lake.  It couldn't have been a more beautiful morning.  Hardly a cloud in the sky - and for the first time, no fog either!

We all enjoyed doing "our thing" one last time at the shore.  I took a billion pictures.  The kids roamed as close to shore as possible and Mike waited for me while taking in the scenery and watching the kids.  He's a multitasker by trade.

It seemed crazy that only the day before we could hardly see the other side of this little bay because of all the fog...

I like this picture of Mike.  The only thing that would have made it better was if he'd actually been looking toward the sun.  But he wasn't reading my telepathic messages to turn around.  I guess he thought one of us should keep an eye on the kids playing on the shore.

We started wondering how deep it really was right off the edge...around Split Rock we had learned it was 700 feet deep only a few hundred feet out.

Those white things, we realized, were the rocks jutting out.  They didn't look to be anywhere near the surface.  At 40 degree water temp, we didn't think it was a good idea to look closer.

The kids climbed one last time on "their rock".

I was really surprised at how much the kids just loved sitting by the shore or walking around it.  I honestly think if we had said one day, "We are just going to sit here all day," that they would have been totally okay with that - if not thrilled with the idea.

So while we were all definitely tired and slept well at night (despite Mike's best snoring efforts and us me tossing things at him to make him stop) it was a really relaxing vacation, which was one of the goals.

And we definitely left our mark.  Remember that bench?

Mike carved our initial into it the night before leaving.

Jake was thrilled to see that it was still there the next morning.  We assured him it would be there for a long time to come.