Nicholas' steaks were a little blackened, but absolutely delicious! Inside, it was cooked to perfection.
Fisher enjoyed diggin the anthills out with his toy.
I was afraid he'd be bringing ants into the tent. But alas, no.
Waiting for the steaks to cook through. (Dad, the only "well-done" order, left his on too long!)
It took 3 tools and 2 men to remove these giant steaks from the grill ...
... and again, to cut through their massive centers.
After a hard day canoeing, swimming, Ladder Golf-ing, dinner is, at long last, served. Yum!
Kramer enjoys the campfire. What a well-mannered dog, really.
For some reason, Fisher wanted a picture of him showing off the wood pile. Well, Fisher ... there it is.
Eric uploads a photo to the web. Or he makes a call. Or something.
We had a great time around the fire Saturday night.
Dad breaks out the song sheets.
Trying to read by the light of the campfire. I think Nick gave up eventually, and just made up his own lyrics (see the .WAV files at www.kyle.meddaughs.com/Schroon/AV/).
Nicholas gave Fisher a little bubble blower for around the fire. He seems mesmerized.
Fisher was fading fast ...
Sunday morning ... Fisher was so excited. He never got to eat cereal right out of the box before!
Mike made some delicious "Chunky Monkey" pancakes Sunday morning ... bananas and chocolate chips.
Fisher wanted to help make a bear-shaped pancake.
Fisher didn't want bananas in his pancake ... just chocolate chips.
Dad enjoying some hazelnut coffee. It was almost too hot for coffee, though ... almost.
What a great time we had.
Sorry 'bout this picture, Eric. ;)
Fisher, syrup, and choclate chips ... what a mix!
Standing around after packing up.
Fisher was finding cocoons all over the place at this campground. He gathered them, and put them all on this one tree branch near Dad's campsite.
Fisher enjoyed pounding the ground with Mike's wiffle ball bat.
Can anyone say ... Gollum!
Dad squeegie-ing the windshield on his RV, when we stopped for $12,000 worth of gas on the way back Sunday.