the call of the wild

It's that time of year again - Dobson time. It's a very precise Spring window where a family can enjoy the Dobson trail without being eaten alive. It seems to have been a day on the cusp - the evidence was in - the hatch has begun. The kids didn't seem to mind though as they were busy throwing rocks in the water; inching closer and closer to the edge of the water or cliffs. At one point Cody arrived just in time to catch Elliott as he seemed to be jumping into the fairly fast moving flow. What a kid. Three minutes in and his boots were full.

 Cheese.

Moments before Elliott's big jump.

 One with nature.

One sort of with nature.

A last quiet moment.

Happy Sunday one and all. Cheers! Aimee