Adventures in Fun Land

We had another Doyle Adventure Weekend this past weekend to explore an area of BC that we hadn't seen. There is a lot to do around here and we've only done relatively short day trips. We were commenting about how much more we get out and about and see stuff when we have no friends to get in our way (just kidding, friends. It was really our family who got in our way. Just kidding, family. We miss you ALL lots and lots). Anyway, this weekend was Ironman competition in town so it was packed with super-fit peeps in swanky compression stockings getting ready to spend an insane day swimming 2.4 miles, biking 112 miles, and finishing off with a marathon. Did I mention insane? There was a street festival Friday that we wandered around just to feel badly about ourselves and the fact that we have more than .04% body fat. Molly liked the Irish band, though, and had some frenetic and fancy moves going so may join her friend Sadie in Irish dancing lessons when we return east. Poor thing doesn't know what she has for genes, unfortunately. On Saturday, we had a family date with some people I had met through our music class. It was nice to be social! And Sunday, we hopped back in the car and headed east towards the Kootenay region (although we didn't go all the way there) and went to a little frontier life museum and then up to a beautiful lake to beat the heat. The museum pictures will come later because John has them on his phone but here are some of the lake pictures.

I think these cows picked a pretty good spot to gaze. Although Molly wished she had seen pigs too (not me, man. I was just waiting to get called a pig and didn't want to give her any reason to make the connection after last week's hippo incident), she liked saying hi to the cows who really had no interest in returning her greetings.



Purdy lake and, well, pretty secluded I guess you could say. Camping around here is plentiful and I'm excited to get back outside once the thought of sleeping on my sleeping pad doesn't make me want to vomit.


The splasher. Oh boy, did she have fun in the water yesterday. It was a scorcher and she was so happy to be completely wet wet wet. I was very, very proud of John, too. He survived a lunch with bees (have you ever seen his bee dance? It's enthusiastic), although I got stung because I was a little too nonchalant AND he went in the water even though there was some sort of unidentified critter in there. It was just too pretty a spot to pass up.


And our trip home. We decided to forgo the real road and instead traveled the fire road home. These guys were not impressed with our decision and it took us some time to get them to move it move it.