Saturday we decided to head to Idaho to spend time in the woods, have a picnic and enjoy the weather.
Phil had an idea of where we were heading but in general we were driving up a mountain looking for a place to stop. This of course always makes me a bit nervous. I am usually the one in the family who is extremely spontaneous, needs no plans, can pack up and "go" at a moment's notice, but not knowing exactly where we were heading, with toddler in tow and a great fear of happening upon a wild animal (and the fact that I am not the most outdoorsy person), I was nervous. Add this to the fact that Phil decides to pull off on a very bumpy, rocky and narrow road with an impressive drop off. I was stressed.
So eventually we park, unload the dog, Elias, food and some chairs and walk up a ways til we reach this small clearing smack dab in the middle of a huckleberry patch. Phil had been huckleberry and thimble berry picking several times since summer started, always bringing back a bunch to make homemade jam with (and it is amazing:). We must have eaten every berry within 30-40 feet. We were all had cuts and scratches, but man were we happy. We picked straight for a couple hours, stopping every once in awhile to sit and enjoy our beautiful surroundings.
We were stained. Especially Elias. He had so much fun playing in the woods and picking berries. His face was filthy, his hands were purple, he was pretending and playing and eating and having such an adventure. It was a joy to watch. He even peed for the first time on a tree...a must for a little boy. He thought it was hilarious. We realized as we were packing up to head back to the car that he had dried blood on the back of his ear, he had fallen while playing and had just kept on going. He said it was the best day ever:)
It was a beautiful drive there into (and out of) the Coeur D'Alene National Forest.