Canoeing on Big Marine Lake

Car loaded and canoe strapped firmly to the roof, I paced around the house waiting for my three-year old to wake up from an epic nap. “It figures,” I muttered to my husband, “Most days he won’t nap at all, but the one time I want to go canoeing he’s still asleep at 6pm!” Loudly,…

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Gypsies on the St. Croix

Mild panic ensued, but we negotiated the whitewater successfully, without losing a single bracelet or charm.

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