We were on the road in the wee small hours of the morning (hoping to complete most of our drive before Baby Q was awake for the day).
We arrived at Fairy Stone State Park before lunch. The gravel driveway for Cabin 24 was steep. The pathway from there down to the cabin was also steep. And muddy. It had rained earlier. I'll never know if we made the cabin floors dirty carrying everything inside, or if it had been left like that.
Then we went to build Fairy Houses with one of the Rangers. Yes. Fairy Houses. Little shelters from sticks and stones in the woods. The oldest boys made a big show of disgust, but got into it after a while.
That evening we hiked to the shelter near the entrance to the Farmer's Market that sets up weekly. We bought a dozen eggs (blue, green, brown and yellow), one bag of potatoes, one bag of little onions, blackberry jam, carrot cake jam, salsa verde and pico de gallo. T kept eating the "sample" of the salsa verde, so we felt obligated to buy two containers. With chili, chips, and cheese, it was a great dinner.
When we walked back to the cabin, there was a deer waiting for us. To our surprise, it allowed M to get within fifteen feet.
We continued to see deer every day that week.