Continuing on with our vacation, we drove up to the family cabin for the day on Sunday, August 21st. My Dad bought the land in a small town called Townsend in northern Wisconsin thirty odd years ago and it has been a continuous work in progress since. Growing up we spent many weekends up there, so driving through the town and down the gravel road sent a wave of memories over me and it felt fantastic being back up there with my girls. I knew they would love having all the space to run and explore, but they seemed to have even more fun than I could ever imagine.
We took a few walks down the road to see the lake. They loved being able to run down the road and not have to hold a hand. Our cabin is at the end of a gravel road with very little traffic coming down. Of course, we were still always close by, but they loved the freedom.
They walked aroud the land picking blackberries with Grandma Sandy. A few made it into the bowl, but most of them went straight into their mouths.
We (Dad) grilled a simple, but delicious lunch of corn on the cob and hot dogs. We would have had freshly picked blackberries, but two little girls ate them all.
I have so many memories of being up there when I was younger and I can only hope the girls will be able to have some as well with future trips in the coming years.