So the boy and I went up to Big Bear for the day on Saturday (Day=2.5 hrs.). We left at 10:45am and didn't arrive until after 1pm. By that time he wanted his mommy. So I mixed new with the old. We had Pizza and Nachos for lunch at a Taco Bell we'd never eaten at before. And visited with Jan at her office for a while. I was able to talk to Paul on the phone too.
We had taken Wilson who was running around like a maddog smelling everything. Neither had seen snow before. There were a few patches in the shade to play in. Unfortunately, there was more mud (chocolate milk) than snow as evidenced by the mud in the car transitioned from Sean's boots and Wilson's paws. I was not guiltless either.
The primary discovery this trip was that snow is cold. Snow balls are very nice; but you have to have your dad make them for you. And Wilson, who is afraid of water but doesn't know that snow is water, likes to eat snow.
After 3pm we headed home. We went the back-way through Redlands to avoid the traffic. The little artic circle though Boulder Bay was closed which meant that we'd have to take the 10 mile detour through Fawnskin. The ride into Big Bear from the Dam provided enough motivation to avoid the traffic causd by flat-landers slow driving.
We arrived home a little after 5pm. Sean was able to sleep once we had descended from the mountains. A successful trip.
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My dad used to say "flat-landers" all the time. Dude, you're so my dad. Do you have a Shelby in the garage yet?
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