(To me this photo is Happiness. watching my sweet son running ahead in a place that is so special to me, getting the opportunity to share this with him makes it more meaningful)
Our annual crabbing, camping trip went off without a hitch. We were prepared and ready to eat until we were sick. Getting together with this group of amazing people is something we look forward to every year and since last year My Mr. mistakenly planned his Alaska fishing trip (he’s still trying to make up for that) during the same week as this I really look forward to this so as you can imagine he was on my naughty list for a little while. Little Mr. is an amazing camper, he runs through the forest like a mountain man, and sleeps like a bear during hibernation at night. Yep he’s a born camper, which couldn’t make his father more happy! We couldn’t wait to take him out in the canoe! He had a brief trip earlier this year but he has never helped pull of the crab pots and see the crab. This was such a fun experience. As we rowed out he was cautious but by the time we reached the 1st pot he had his hands gliding through the top of the water and me holding on to his life jacket while I rowed, I won’t tell you how I was able to do that but it’s a mom thing I guess. The first pot was empty to our disappointment, as we discarded the bait, which was a new mixture then what we typically use, the seagulls began to circle hovering over the water to grab the floating bits. As our friends canoe, piloted by Landon, joined us to convene on the catch (or lack of) we made no notice of the birds darting about us. The next thing we knew a bald eagle swooped down and grabbed some of the discarded bait! It was amazing, it was like 10 ft away. But that wasn’t it, it continued to hover and dive the bay for the next 10 minutes. Then it silently swooped onto a branch overlooking the bay. We then caught eye of another one that came in to land in another tree just above the other. It was majestic and I forgot my telephoto lens to capture all this, ahhhhhhhh! It was majestic, I mean that’s the only way I can describe it. Every time we go to this location we have one of these “eagle experiences.” They always amaze me, I never tire of seeing the enormity of their wingspan flying over head. Even after that incredible animal planet moment, yes we caught some crab and had enough to take home and enjoy for the next few days. Little Mr. loved watching as Dad and Mom pulled the crabs from the pot and he even helped release one that was too small back to it’s watery home. So how would I rate that trip? Even with a few tantrums, and rainy patches? Perfection.