Aaron and Eddie have both accompanied me on hikes along the Little North Fork of the Santiam (see
2007 and
2008), but Meg and I couldn't figure out if she had ever been before. But it was definitely Ian's first visit. We left the house late in the afternoon, and when you are with Ian-the-Ravenous, it's hard to accomplish much. So we made it to the "beach," a nice rocky shore along the river that provides ample amounts of sun and shade (depending on your fancy)--but, most importantly, oodles of rocks for throwing into the river. The older boys both ventured into the shallows of the river, and both fell in and got their pants/shorts soaked. Edward was wearing green sweat pants and a green sweatshirt (I encouraged his several times during the day to wear shorts and a t-shirt). But they didn't seem to care and kept playing in the shallows. But since we didn't hike very far, it didn't take long to hike back to the car (and the snacks! why didn't dad bring them with him?).
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