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A little (more) island adventure.

I visited the little island of Nantucket when I was just a baby, and I promised Aunt and Uncle KandK that I would be back, whether they liked it or not! So, during our travels in the Far East, we hopped on a ferry and zipped over the ocean and joined all of dad’s family at KandK’s little island home. It was a wonderful four days of little island life.

KandK have a beautiful home with a big yard and big flowers.

Hydrangea grows like a weed on Nantucket.

Hydrangea grows like a weed on Nantucket.

Their yard is so big and perfect for shenanigans.

Their yard is perfect for shenanigans.

The whole family gathered together, and ate clams cooked many different ways.

Grammie and Grandpa and Rusty on the back porch.

Grammie and Grandpa and Rusty on the back porch.

I ate clams.

I ate clams fried and on the half shell.

The whole Anderson clan.

The whole good looking clan.

We visited multiple beaches, saw lots of boats, shells, seaweed, and even a lighthouse.

The water was very cold at some of the beaches.

The water was very cold at this beach.

There were boats of all sizes, including large yachts.

There were boats of all sizes, including large yachts.

There was even a light house, which was rather small for my taste.

There was even a light house, which was rather small for my taste.

The sunset on the beach the last night was certainly the most special part of the trip.

KandK and the Nantucket sunset.

KandK and the Nantucket sunset.

Then it was time to hop back on the high speed ferry, feel the wind in our hair, and head back to America.

The top deck of the ferry.

The top deck of the ferry.

Thanks for a wonderful visit to your little island, KandK! Don’t worry, I will invite myself back again sooner rather than later!!!

Hello again Boston.

Our travels in the Far East began in Boston, which is a very good place to start.

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First stop, Copley Square for a little Burdik’s chocolate pick-me-up. (Note the lovely Aunt A in the mirror taking our picture. It was so nice spending the day with Aunt A and giggling Uncle R!!, thanks for hosting us for the night!)

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Next stop, the Public Gardens.

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No visit to the Public Gardens as a tourist is complete without a cliche family picture on the bridge.

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We braved the heat and the long line to ride the Swan Boat. Also completely cliche.

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It was nice seeing the ducky statues again.

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We went across town to the aquarium to see the Giant Sea Turtle…

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… and the adorable penguins.

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Thanks for a wonderful day, Boston! I’m sure we will be back again soon!

That was a very good day in a very fun city.

 

Back home.

The Little Blogger is happy to be home after her extensive travels in the Far East. Once I steal mom’s iPhone and retrieve all the evidence of my adventures I will share them with my loyal followers.

Let me just say it was a magical journey through Boston, Nantucket, Newport, Mystic and New York City.

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In the meantime, I am catching up on laundry, or at least letting mom catch me up, and playing with all the toys I missed while I was gone.

 

 

Go Dad.

This weekend, Dad rode his bike to the top of multiple mountain passes and across a finish line. Mom and I are so proud of him.

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Loveland Pass.

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Vail Pass. (Mom drove us in the car to meet him and cheer him on.)

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Finish Line.

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We love our smelly bike riding dad.

Familyventure Two.

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My family knows how to adventure, and I don’t meant merely trail rides and mountain lakes. This photo memorializes a day of tram rides through the sky, picnics in the rain, hand feeding chipmunks, hiking and rock climbing. It was fantastic.

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Our family gained one small fluffy chipmunk on this adventure. Little guy knows this is a family to hang out with.

Familyventure.

Grandma likes horses. So we all took her on a trail ride.

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Dad, me, bored horse, grandma.

And by “we all” I mean these people.

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Auntie Gwendie, me/dad, Grampy, Grandma, mom, Uncle Anders

And by “took her” I mean Grandma showed everyone what a horse woman she is while everyone just tried to keep their horses on the trail.

….oh… but actually, I have to admit… this is what my trail ride looked like.

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Mud, rocks, mountain lake, perfection.

Maybe someday I will be the horse woman Grandma is, but for now I’m still a bit too small, and mom couldn’t go because of the “Little Bother Situation”, and dad just wanted to throw rocks in the lake with me.

But, it was still a great familyventure.

Mountain Lake

Mountain Lakes are not only cold, pristine and beautiful, they are also wonderful places to bond with your family.

All that snow melts off the mountains into the lake. That is why it is so cold. And so very cool.

All that snow melts off the mountains into the lake. That is why it is so cold. And so very cool.

You can swim in the lake with your dog.

It is not fair. He has a fur bathing suit on.

It is not fair. He has a fur bathing suit on.

You can climb on a rock with your dad.

He rescued me onto his rock island.

He rescued me onto his rock island.

Or you can pose on a bridge with your mom.

Warm snuggles after a cold swim.

Warm snuggles after a cold swim.

Mountain Lakes are a great weekend excursion. Get thyself to one pronto.

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As it seems.

Does any of this make you nervous?

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Don’t worry, it isn’t all as dangerous as it seems. As much as I love high adventures and climbing anything vertical, I do actually have some sense of safety.

Dad and Uncle Anders were on belay for me.

Dad and Uncle Anders were on belay for me.

So now you know the truth.

 

But still, I make this look good.

Rocky Mountain National Park is aptly named.

Rocky Mountain National Park is aptly named.

 

Can’t get enough.

One can never get enough of the zoo.

The giraffes and hippos are always interesting.

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Feeding the lorikeets is exciting and entertaining.

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But the very best part of the zoo is that there are bunnies hiding in all the bushes and gardens. Magical.

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But maybe the very other best part of the zoo is when I sweet talk dad into buying me a stuffed kangaroo.

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I am a lucky girl to get taken to the zoo so frequently. Thanks mom and dad.