We started out the morning searching for some caches, getting closer and closer to our first 100 finds...So we started off at a cemetery. And not just any regular cemetery, either. The one where President Calvin Coolidge is buried at. So we took our time, looking at a lot of the headstones, noticing the dates (dating back to the 1800s and further!), and then finding the former president's. His headstone, though with the presidential seal on it, was very simple and nice.
Is it morbid to enjoy walking through a cemetery? At least you don't have to worry about the noise!
Our big adventure for the day was to climb Mount Tom in Woodstock. It is said to be about a 30 minute climb, with the last part pretty steep. And there is also a side with a trail that is suitable for strollers. Of course, we went up the side that was more difficult. But Brylee did well in her carrier, and seemed to have a blast watching us (well, at least her mommy) pant.
Before our climb, we stopped into Woodstock so Brenda and Gary could visit the library. And then some snacks, in case we needed them on our way up or down the mountain.
And then the fun began on our climb.
It took about an hour to climb, and it was a nice route, very zig-zag with the occasional short-cut we saw. When we got towards the top, we could see really far out, and downtown Woodstock. At that point, Brenda, Brylee, and I decided to rest while Gary and Cary continued the last steep bit to the top, where a cache was waiting. It was a difficult find for them, but it was a successful one at least. And a park ranger passed by asked them if they were looking for bugs or caches...I guess she might have been a cacher as well!
Why is it that going down is so much harder than going up? Gary took Brylee this time, and he went down very quickly. I wanted to do the same, but I took the first shortcut I found, stumbled and nearly hurt myself, and decided to take the long, drawn out zig-zag route afterwards...which took a while.
Once down, we were hungry...so on to the house, where we grilled hot dogs and ate outside on the bench. Delicious food on a beautiful day with great company...can't beat that!
Dinner for the night was at our favorite Woodstock restaurant, the East Ender. Since we were enjoying the day, and the evening was also glorious, so we asked to sit on the patio. So glad we did, because our little one got sick and lost her last meal all over herself...and mom had just taken the back-up outfit out of the bag so that she could wear it...leaving her with only a onsie to wear and wrap up in my sweater. Poor thing!
On the way home, Brylee was asleep and the family was craving ice cream, so we stopped at the place we had before to get some. Somehow, Gary ended up with a HUGE helping of ice cream, about 4 scoops in a waffle cone. It was melting faster than he could eat it! I hope he enjoyed it for the most part, because I think it will be the last he will have for a little while...
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