Maiden Voyage of the Dinghy's

Still no boat names, but that didn't stop the fellas from embarking on

the maiden voyage before Summer's end!

Two dinghy's were unloaded and launched into the Pack River, which is

a sandy-bottomed meandering stream which flows into lake Pend Orielle.

Also, Dad took the kayak with Bryce, Uncle Daniel launched his rowboat,

and friend Jon came with his water craft too. 

The girls and I (with Miles-boy) waved them out of sight around the bend, 

drove away, and waited to hear when they were ready for pick up.

It was to be a half-day's adventure, but the guys packed essentials for a

"just in case" overnighter.  A call came at 5pm with the message that they

wouldn't need picking up until the morrow, so a minimally planned for

overnight on a sandy beach crowned the Pack River adventure.

Apparently it was a cold night

Apparently no campfires are allowed during this dry fire season.

Apparently Bryce somehow managed to leave his fleece behind.

Apparently Dad equipped the boys with warm sleeping bags.

Apparently Mountain House and some trail mix is good enough for dinner.

Apparently it was a blast, and...

Apparently one night was enough for everyone ;-)

We womenfolk loaded up again the next day and drove downstream to wait.

We heard the echo of voices first... and then they appeared!

What a great adventure!  I sure was glad to have them back with the rest of us

and to hear tales of collecting freshwater mussels, sleeping in swim trunks, and

how hard sand is to get comfortable on in a sleeping bag.

In the end there were four boys smiling from ear to ear, completely wiped out from the

fun and ready for dinner and a snooze - completely satisfied :-)

Successful endeavor!