Once and a while Brooke works on Saturdays. That means another daddy-daughter day. Luckily for us there was a North Minneapolis garden bike ride. Will told good old Jim Lovestar about his mountain bike that used to be owned by Josh Hartnett. Good things come from those that clean for rich folks homes.
Early in the week I found out that we had a chance to stay at a yurt in the Boundary Waters. Hipcamp's an awesome new site that helps you find pretty much any campsite. Since we didn't have any plans and we could stay in Duluth halfway we took the bait. We didn't need our tent or camp pads, so we packed a little different than normal.
Scott insisted on leaving to go to the cottage for Labor Day as soon as I was done with work. I biked to work in the morning while he packed up the car and picked me up when I was done. We were going to camp along the way, but the only free site we knew of was three-quarters of the way there.
Meadow slept most of the way up so she was ready to party when we arrived.
Nothing says party like sugary peanut butter and spread cheese.
Blake wasn't at the cottage yet, but I made a rum and coke in his honor. We had some Chinese-style waffles for breakfast. The difference in texture is a game changer. Instead of playing outside Meadow pretended to use the toilet.
Earlier in the week we biked with Emma and Olive (and June too, but he wasn't biking). I think after seeing Olive ride a bike Meadow was ready to get back on hers. Since then she has been insisting on going for bike rides everyday. Perfect timing I guess as we are doing a 30 Days of Biking challenge.