McCall Idaho

Every four years, Mike's family does a destination vacation/family reunion. This time, we all met up in McCall, Idaho. The beginning of our trip was pretty rough. We had to stop in Boise to buy unexpected new tires. That's always fun, not. But once we got to the Lake House, all was well.

The lake house was right on a shallow, beachy cove with a dock. It was perfect for the kids. We went down to the lake at least once, if not twice, a day. 

Because a beach trip would not be complete with a mermaid and merman. Oh Sam, how your life would be so different if you were the older sibling instead of a sister.

 Our first "hiking" trip. We made it 200 yards before everyone was eaten alive by mosquito. It was bad. So we went back to the parking lot and threw rocks in the pond and played in the dirt.

The local State Park was having a Junior Ranger Day. It was a lot of fun. They had all these different booths with activities for the kids to do. When they completed the activity, they got a stamp in their book. When their book was full, they got a small toy. 

 The highlight of Ranger Day was watching Maggie "climb" up the tree to retrieve a feather. She was so scared to do to, but after a long talk and comparing this to Mulan climbing the pole, we got her up. The worker pretty much pulled her up, but she was very proud of her purple feather that she grabbed.

 One of the days, we were able to use the cruiser boat. We took out a couple of trips to the middle of the lake and I was so proud that our kids were brave enough to jump off the back. I even got to drive the boat for a bit. Not going to lie, I felt really cool driving it.

 We went on quite a family bike ride. I was so impressed with some of the little kids peddling their one-speeds up these long gravel hills that made me huff and puff.

 A night out on the town getting burgers and McCall's famous ally ice cream, known for their giant cones. And yes, they were huge.

This was our real hike. I didn't quite make it to the waterfall because it was so steep going down, which I didn't think mix well with a no-fear one year old. 

 This pretty much sums up the trip: play hard, sleep harder.