Cooper's Rock
So despite my camping-heavy childhood, thriteen years in a metro area had pretty much cured me of any of those get-back-to-nature impulses. I mean a little hike here or there is fine, but I don't need any of that overnight-not-showering-peeing in the woods stuff, honestly.
We were very happy, therefore, when our friends Cari and Eric invited us on a picnic to Cooper's Rock State Park, about 25 minutes from our place. But we had some reservations...
"Is this a hiking trip?"
"No, you can park right next to the picnic area."
"Are the bathrooms?"
"Yup, right there."
"Portajohns, or an actual building?"
"With sinks and everything."
"We're in."
The kids had a good time, and the actual overlook (a short walk from the picnic tables) is stunning--I've done my share of hiking in Shenandoah, so I sort of suspected to be underwhelmed by the view, but it was gorgeous. For some reason, I didn't actually get any shots of it, though. Probably because I was busy keeping a toddler from going precariously to the edge.
The kids had a good time, though...With a water fountain, a tree stump and a small boulder nearby, they were content. It's nice that the twins are now old enough that we are able to finally do things that normal people do on holiday weekends, like picnic in gorgeous state parks, for example.
We were very happy, therefore, when our friends Cari and Eric invited us on a picnic to Cooper's Rock State Park, about 25 minutes from our place. But we had some reservations...
"Is this a hiking trip?"
"No, you can park right next to the picnic area."
"Are the bathrooms?"
"Yup, right there."
"Portajohns, or an actual building?"
"With sinks and everything."
"We're in."
The kids had a good time, and the actual overlook (a short walk from the picnic tables) is stunning--I've done my share of hiking in Shenandoah, so I sort of suspected to be underwhelmed by the view, but it was gorgeous. For some reason, I didn't actually get any shots of it, though. Probably because I was busy keeping a toddler from going precariously to the edge.
The kids had a good time, though...With a water fountain, a tree stump and a small boulder nearby, they were content. It's nice that the twins are now old enough that we are able to finally do things that normal people do on holiday weekends, like picnic in gorgeous state parks, for example.
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Ryan and Ann!!! Sorry to write this short note in your blog response section, but I had a good chuckle at the twins being content with the water fountain, the stump, and the boulder. I can relate. Charlito spent the better part of 3 hours this morning trying to get little bitty chicklets out of an orange and pink cellphone-shaped dispenser. Why a cellphone? Must be a centroamericano thing. Anyway, thought I´d drop a line saying ´hey´ to the munchkins and telling you that I´m starting training to teach ESL classes tomorrow. Woo! Language! You can´t beat it...
Much love from the jungle,
Morgan
P.S. ¨I always talk to myself...it´s the only way I can ensure a good conversation¨ or whatever that quote is IS from Blackadder. I saw it yesterday and found it urgent to inform you. Good job!
Posted by: Morgan | June 5, 2006 2:13 PM