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Another Marine on St. Crox-Stillwater Adventure

It's our favorite time of year: berry picking season.

I think that's more of Brooke and Meadow thing, but I'll go along with it.

Meadow has been asking to go for weeks. I'm not sure how she knew about it since she hasn't gone since she was a wee little one. 

I made a giant breakfast before our adventure, plaintain and avocado toast, hash, eggs, cherries and strawberries.

Lots and lots of blueberries as far as the eye can see.

We went back to our go to berry picking farm, The Berry Patch.

"Look a tiny one for me!"

Meadow did an awesome job picking. She helped the whole time when she wasn't eating any.

I complained and ate the whole time.

We quit when the bucket was this high. Apparently we forgot that you pay by the bucket and not pint. We could have easily gotten another pint in there.

As I was taking Meadow to the bathroom I noticed the raspberries looked really good. We decided at $5 a pint we would only get one. 

Shouldn't these be cheaper since we're doing the labor?

I have to admit, pick your own farms are kind of genius. Why not have people pay YOU to do the work.


Until next year berry patch somewhere west of Marine on St. Croix.

We had planned to stop for lunch in Marine on St Croix. After deciding against getting sandwiches at the General Store deli we pondered where to eat.

We finally settled on the Brookside Bar and Grill after walking through the town.

It was pretty good despite the amateur pundits claims that it was nothing but average.

Can I live here?

Well, there is this place.

Next we headed to Stillwater for ice cream. The General Scoop was our go to ice cream place until we discovered Nelson's.

Obviously we aren't the only ones.

Scott thought that since the three of us were sharing one we should get a double. He clearly forgot how big their ice cream sizes are. 

I kind of miss General Scoop's reasonably sized cones.

Meadow is good at making the right faces in the cut out photo ops.

We were so full from ice cream I suggested we walk around to gawk at all the houses. Eventually that took us to downtown where Lumberjack Days was happening.

Meadow wanted to jump on the giant trampolines, but I don't think she's quite big enough.


Then we headed to Hudson for some swimming. The river was a bit high this year.

Our favorite beach was closed due to strong currents.

But there was a pirate ship docked along the spit of land.

We settled for the not really there beach on the mainland.

Another great summer day.

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